The funeral home had provided a stool for Shania. As the former friends of her mate passed, some murmured words of condolence, while a few others said...things like, “You were too good for him,” or other inappropriate comments. One boorish thug had the impudence to suggest he’d replace the deceased in a heartbeat if she wanted. I signaled to the staff who graciously escorted the moron to the door. Occasionally I would catch Shania’s eye. I tried to convey an attitude of confidence and comfort for. They kissed and cuddled for a short while before getting in the car and driving off , me and Mark looked at each other laughing about what we had just witnessed,Did you wank your self off he asked, yes didn't you I replied ,no We stood up Mark stepped round the front of the bush and rummage through till he found the condom , studying the amount of fluid it contained, I think I cum more then him he boasted He stepped towards pushing me backwards till I came up against a tree pull your shorts and. Reaching for the tube of ky jelly, I picked it up from the bedside table and handed it to him. Shortly I felt him smear a big gob of it around and in my ass hole. I felt him inserting one finger than two stretching it open than three stretching it wider and finally four fingers. Stretching it wider than I thought possible. When he removed his fingers I felt my ass yawning wide open and ready to receive him. He than took a pillow and shoved it roughly under me causing my ass to rise up higher. And I had to accept the fact that I really was getting into this. Maybe not into the pure pain part, but that last orgasm? I had never felt like that before."I don't mind the blindfold. But could you leave the gag out?" I said, "It is starting to really hurt my jaw." Granted, not my most clever lie. But I couldn't admit to him that I was afraid of it, not after he had complimented me for being strong."I wish I could. But the gag is the only thing non optional. Imagine the neighbors hearing you.