I felt his cock head push against my ass and tried to relax as he pushed harder. Then I felt my muscles give way and his head slipped into me. I reach...d down and grabbed my cheeks and spread my ass as much as possible to make it easier for his cock to enter me. He put more of his weight against me and I felt him slip further in. He was taking his time and was very patient and gradually I was ably to adjust to having his cock in my ass and eventually I felt his belly against my bum and knew that. Some were from creepy men, calling her beautiful and asking how she was, and I was relieved to see she had left them without a reply. But then I spotted a name I recognized, and a heavy lump caught in my throat.Mark Reilly.The conversation contained only a single message. It was from him.Okay xxxIt took a few moments, but it finally hit me that Lucy must have deleted the previous messages.To say I loathed Mark Reilly would be the understatement of the century. He was confident, good looking and. Telling him to kiss and lick my balls, shaft and head....watching to how he reacts to the taste of my manhood as his mouth wraps around my swollen head, always a small puddle of sweet pre at the slit to tease him. Coaching him as his mouth engulfs my Cock and his tongue darts around searching every veiny inch it can reach. Sending my Cock as far as it can go down his mouth and throat, feeling him choke on my throbbing meat!I love when my Cock, wet with his spit from deep in his throat, pops out. I looked at the faces that meant so much to me and to others who I never had time to meet but who still felt that they knew me and were here to wish me well. I tried to make eye contact with everyone. As I finished my prepared statements, I put down my notes, took off my glasses and looked out at this crowd who wanted to say goodbye. I had a few personal thoughts I wanted to express. I had to wait until the lump in my throat became small enough to let me go on. I looked out over that silent.