Sitting, even on a cushioned seat was anordeal but the breakfast was great. It was the ?full English? style breakfastthat I only had when I?d stayed a... hotels so it was a nice start to the day.But how long would it last? Dan asked me a few questions about what I wouldnormally be doing on a Saturday and about my job, which I answered but I wasimmediately stopped when I tried to ask what was going to happen to me there.Phyl awoke about 9:30 and, after she?dbeen to the toilet, I had to service her. Knowing that i was so turned on by her, penetration could be over before she knew what happened, i started trying to think about any and everything else besides how good she was going to feel wrapped around me. and then i made up my mind that i was going to perform my masterpiece, my sistene chapel, my mona lisa of lovemaking. i was going to fuck her so well she would get wet watching a mystery movie.so i opened her legs, laid down over her and moistened the tip of my dick on her pussy as i. I was erotically stoned high out of my gourd; naked on this guy's front seat; my raging hard on was jumping and wet with my own precum; my sensitive nipples were hot and aroused; and, although I had never even considered tasting another guy's cock, I had read lots of porn novels, including ones where some young boy was forced to give a blow job, wrapping his young lips around the man demanding he take his man cock into his mouth; forcing his prick into the boy's virgin fuck mouth; making him. Helen was worried that she might not do all that she possibly could to help ... I swore Helen had a heart of pure gold.Her Dad's memorial service was a lot like Gunny's, but with less pomp and circumstance. The people who attended were better dressed. Also they all appeared to be well off, financially anyway. I knew that her dad had invented something that went into the manufacture of automobiles, but I had no idea he ran with the kinds of people who showed up for the service. No wonder Cheryl.