Nate stood over Freddie's grave and just made grunts and simple respectful signs before heading back to the truck.Tori, Cat, and Andre stood around wh...re Beck was buried. None of them were crying but they all felt extremely sad. Beck had done some very bad things but they knew what happened today wasn't really his doing. They held hands and Andre said a prayer for both guys before they broke apart and headed toward Andre's car.The ride back to the West house was incredibly awkward and no one. A couple of times there were long enough intervals when I fellasleep only to be awakened by that relentless machine fucking me again.The melted vasoline made the saddle slippery and my ass made a slurpingsound when it landed back it. By the time they came back downstairs torelease me, I was totally exhausted and sat slumped forward with droolrunning out of my mouth. The fluid emitted from my dick during theeternal fuck session had long ago ceased coming out. Whatever supply Ihad was used up.. ..” When I became aware that her body was begin to twist and buck, I left her breasts to look at Reg. He gave me a signal with his head that I should take his place between her legs. “Same again, pet?” he asked. “As long he likes,” Connie said. “I told you he’d be good.” She closed her eyes and lay back waiting. “Lick,” Reg said in my ear. “If you get it right, she’ll come for you.” Another first for me. I contemplated the swollen cunt lips a few inches from my face as I crouched. ’ ‘Do you read me?’ ‘No but my wife does. She gets the hots reading you and I benefit.’ ‘Naughty boy,’ Charmaine giggled and the barman looked pleased. Douglas handed Charmaine her drink and asked, ‘What were you talking to that barman about?’ Charmaine sighed thinking Christ, weren’t men a bore. She said stupidly, ‘He asked me who you were and were you gay.’ ‘What!’ Douglas roared. ‘Shhhhh. Douglas, for god sake. I was joking. He simply commented he hadn’t seen us in the bar before and I.