“Honey, you definitely need to get laid if you’re trying to seduce little-ole’ Rio in your sleep.” Rio rolled his eyes at Joyce. “I tried to...convince her to go into the city, but…” The lights in the house flickered off. Emily blinked in the sudden gloom, confused. “Emily, hon, did you not pay your light bill?” Joyce drawled somewhere in the dark. Emily eyes widened when she saw a fiery streak through the windows that lined the back of the kitchen, growing bigger every second. “W-what is tha…”. I was rock hard in anticipation of his seed filling my mouth and would've let him do anything to "his little cocksucker".He froze with his pulsating cock in my mouth and let out a loud guttural "UUUUUUUUUAAAAAAAGGGGGGHHHHHH!" I knew it was time for my reward and moved my lips to the tip of his cock pleading for his cum. His whole body tense and I felt the first shot of his seed blast into the back of my mouth. My eyes were closed as I felt his cock spew several huge shots of thick, delicious. All of our family came in. Most had been in before McKayla died, but everyone came for the funeral. She wanted to be cremated and we did so before the service. She said she didn't want people to see her body as it was after the cancer was through with her.The church was packed with the people who loved her: family and friends. They brought with them pictures and stories and memories and left them for me and Maureen.I was grateful for the way the parish reached out to me. Over the years, I found. "Pleasepleaseplease" I whimpered, "please let your slut cum for you."It amazed me, in some small part of my mind, that I wasn't the least bit embarrassed or humiliated by my words. Because that's what I'd become -- his slut to do with as he pleased, how and when and as long as he pleased. "What are you?" he said, just barely loud enough to hear. "Oh god I'm your slut and please I need to cummmmmmmm" I wailed, wanting and needing it so bad.He murmured a soft "Now slut", and I let go, finally.