”“That’s not all ... I want to ask you a favour; do you think you would play the organ at the service for us? And if your band isn’t busy that...day; it’s November the twenty-ninth, the Saturday, could I get you to play at the reception? We having it at the Royal Motor Yacht Club, in Newport.”“I’d be honoured to play at the service, Cathy,” I said. “I’ll check with the guys, but we should be fine that afternoon. I’ll get back to you and confirm that, probably tomorrow, but in the meanwhile, try. . Fuck me, Bobby.”“Get a rubber ready, Korian, I’m gonna pull right out of Mom, and fuck you again. Get the rubber ready, or get ready to get fucked with my naked cock.”“I’ve got it Bobby, I’m ready for you. Shit, I’m so turned on watching you fuck Mom like that. I hope I can get that big fucker in my little pussy again.”“Quick, Kori, roll a new one on me, lie down on your back, here I come.“Yes, now fuck me with that fucking monster, OHHhhhhh shit, Bobby. You are stretching my pussy, you’re. ”“Okay. I’m sorry that you wasted two loads of cum. Maybe I should help clean you up.”“No, that’s okay.”“No, I want to. Take me to the back and I’ll lick up as much as I can.”“You must be joking!”“I’m not! Come on,” she said as she stepped out of the chair, took my hand, and headed for the back room.My vision blurred as I followed her. Was Julia about to suck my cock? Was I going to hold her silky head in my hands as she did?“Where’s a good place,” she asked.“Let’s go in the restroom,” I. But the thought passed as quickly as the fleeting glimpse of the car. Tanya was gone, most likely dead. No chance that she would be here. Not after eight years. Tanya had been William’s fiancé, a glowing chestnut girl with a soft laugh and a will of steel. She and William had met some ten years ago, both lost on a back road in the Michigan wilderness and ending up at the same hotel. They had laughed together, talked together, had fun in the winter wonderland of the backwoods and the rustic.