"He nodded. "I should go with her."I stopped him. "So that she can feel the guilt of hurting you in addition the guilt of watching a man die?" I don't...care about that now!" He pushed past me, took two steps and stopped. "She's a wreck, isn't she?" Completely." Damn." He said softly. "I should be there for her."I put my hand on his shoulder. "The cremation is tomorrow. Be there for that." I could tell him why she was so upset afterward."Yeah." He nodded. "I'll tell Dad to leave without me.". But now after about 10 sessions he is getting in better shape. He feels more free and is increasingly dominant. The last few dates he has been fucking me longer, harder and in more positions. In between he tongues me wildly and I have to suck his cock all the time. I notice that our relationship has slowly shifted from two men having sex to a dominant top fucking his bottom all over the room. I notice that I actually like it and that I increasingly surrender to his will. He now keeps putting. " That's not a bad idea," I said. Then I glanced at the clock and said, "Shit, I have to go! I'll call you later!" Without even waiting for a reply I slammed the phone down, ran to the front door and skidded to a halt on my knees facing the door. I thought I'd be late, but I was actually about three minutes early. I had just gotten my breath back and calmed down when I heard the door open. I kept my eyes on the floor as Jake walked in."Whoa!" he said when he saw me. "Now this is the way to come. “I thought you’d approve!” She smiled, cuddling next to him. He examined the slimy mixture covering her cheeks, chin, throat, tits, and trailing down to her navel.“You must have been a busy girl.”“I was very busy, a perfect slut for you. In the past hour I was fucked twice, gave two blow jobs, and received four lovely facials,” she beamed proudly, sticking out her cream-coated tits like a badge of honour.“Wish I’d seen you in action. You know how if love watching guys fuck you, give them blow.