Well, I couldn’t bring myself to regret it one little bit.I only worried for a moment what that said about me.When the four days were done, Greagoir...finally let us in to see the final product. I was a bit surprised, when I thought about it, about how beautiful the end result was. The sarcophagus, made of solid grey stone, had been covered inside and out with designs carved right into the stone; some of them were functional, and I could practically feel the Lyrium pulsing from them, but I. I put his penis deeper into my throat and began to suck… the mechanic let go some sickening words: "¡Darn, you bitch! Swallow it all, bitch!" My vagina was completely soaked… hadn't been I wasn't wearing a skirt I had masturbated right on the spot, pleased as I was doing this kind of smutty thing like an ordinary whore hungry for cum. I was really eager. I still looked him in the eye while he watched me like a real vicious person. This turned on more me and he said: "You like this hard. They talked about a lot of things through the excellent dinner. She found out a little about his wife and a lot about his two college-aged children, and also the wacky funeral he was returning from. Uncle Jim had quite an estate to divvy up, and the squabbling of the other uncles and aunts had already started..“Tell me more about your wife,” Cheryl said as they sat on a nice big couch in front of the wood burning stove. “I noticed you didn’t tell her exactly where you were staying.”“No. I think. And even then, I keptgoing, lost in forbidden lust and the need to not let them see howhumiliated and degraded I was.I truly understood now. This had always been their game. Nothing to dowith my desire for a little humiliation. This is what they had wanted todo to me together.So I kept on sucking like it was the best thing I had ever done in theworld.Finally, Harry pulled himself out."Jesus, bitch, you don't know when to quit."I got one last lick in as his penis drooped before me. Swallowed.