She shrugged off the probing looks, acouple of terse questions and even an ambiguous and somewhatundiplomatic quip from Xander. We had demanded her to...surrender a largeknife for the duration of the outbound trip, and this she surprisinglydid without protest. Then we had clambered into the vehicle. The seatingarrangement was chosen mainly so that Angel and I could restrain Faithquickly if she were to forget our agreement and try to cause problems enroute."Don't you trust me?" she had asked me. My heart broke all over again. I leaned as close as I could to her ear and whispered for about three minutes while Jose and Dan held me to make sure I didn’t fall, before I stood and they helped me to the pew. No one ever knew what I said. That was between me, her, and God.I broke down a third time when I saw the tombstone the family had chosen. “Sandra R. Moore, Beloved Wife and Mother.”I don’t remember the graveside service or the wake that followed. One family member or another was at my. .” her voice trailed off.I watched as her face contorted in orgasm, as the first pulse of cum blasted from her balls, up her shaft, out of her cocktip, straight into my mouth - my tongue, teeth, and entire oral cavity feeling the force, heat, and taste of fresh sperm. I tried to savour as much as I could before her body shook as the second blast of cum pulsed to join the first load. Her face was a picture - she had a look of relief as her orgasm began to subside. Meanwhile, I had done my. "Oh," she said."Yes," he said, and she thought he might actually be trying not to blush. Which made her smile. He was actually embarrassed about being erect around her?"Jordan," she said. "That's been inside me. More than once. It doesn't bother me that your horn is awake, and it shouldn't bother you. It's natural, isn't it? It just means you love me." If... You say so, my lady," he said."I do," she said. "Now hush. I want to get some sleep. And so should you." As you say, my lady," he.