He began using my mouth like a fuck toy, working me up and down his cock. I knew what he wanted, he wanted to gag or choke me. He failed on both. I've...had much bigger men try but with no gag reflex they are disappointed. He went on an impressive amount of time. At some point he held my face still to thrust himself up into me. I watch his face as he mouth fucks me, he's getting close. Eyes closed he leans his head back and grunts loudly, there it is boy, gonna fill your pussy mouth with a load,. Carved on the tomb was the likeness of a sleeping girl, crafted in such detail that it almost looked like sleeping flesh rather than dead stone. Someone spent a lot of money on this monument, and that boded well for what he might find beneath it. The Austrian planted his spade in the ground.It was dark work, moiling in the depths of a grave, turning over shovels of dirt to unhouse something meant to lie eternally. Once uncovered, he threw his arms around the coffin like a lover and pulled it. As she shuddered and began to relax, I took my middle finger out of her cunt and reached down and began to rub her tight little asshole. "Logan, what are you doing?" "Remember the other day when I stuck my finger in your ass, as you were coming? I want to do it again if you're willing to try." She took a deep breath, paused, then said, "Do it, Logan, but go slow." I slowly began to rub around her anus, and then slid the tip of my finger into her. She gasped as it went in, and I asked her if I. She couldn’t miss it. The French accent and submissive posture hinted there was more to this story. And even though the lamp had no value, financial or emotional, I played along, ‘On your salary, it would take two years to pay for it.’ I knew I was on the right track when she sobbed, and said, ‘Then you must punish me, so I will learn not to be so careless.’ ‘And what do you think suitable punishment would be?’ Without looking up, she gestured toward the couch, and said, ‘Sit down Monsieur, si.