I sucked up and down with my mouth. I massaged his balls with my hand while dragging my French manicured nails of my left hand down his chest. While I...didn’t count, it was well less than twenty bobs before his cock erupted, firing his hot cum into my greedy mouth. I sucked the big load down my throat. I love the taste and enjoy swallowing. It seemed to take almost a full minute for Barry’s cock to finish cumming. It was, indeed, a healthy sized load. I then rose, sliding up against his body,. We need food. We’re nearly out of everything.’ Both Fetcher and Sorrel were relieved they had Mary. Everybody’s day had been pretty much planned. Fletcher looked at Sorrel and winked, ‘After I see my brother I’ll meet you back home.’ Sorrel, looking away, down at the floor, feeling a little sheepish, answered, ‘OK.’ Fletcher and Warren: After breakfast, the dishes were stacked in the sink, and everyone made arrangements to get their respective chores completed. The assumption was everyone. I felt a cold anger when I saw the man who had started the saga as he led a weeping woman, whom I presumed was Stephanie's mother, behind the coffin.I stayed in the background, only entering the church after everyone else. As a total atheist I deplore the whole idea of religion but funeral services are the worst. Stephanie was gone, not to somewhere greater, just gone; not because it was a god's wish but because I was jealous and petty. In many respects I should not have attended but knew that. I needed a four-day weekend of food, wine, and relaxation. I drove all the way from Fair Oaks in my Altima and arrived at Napa Valley early Friday morning. I even got a good, brief look at the luscious vineyards filled with red and green grapes waiting to be made into wine, among other things. I then arrived at the Westin Verasa Napa and checked in; I had booked a hotel room by way of the website yesterday.My hotel room, a deluxe king suite on the 5th floor, had an amazing view of Napa Valley..