Her husband could, though. He couldn't stop crying at the visitation. He tried to be brave, but he couldn't do it. I've never seen anyone so stricken....He shook my hand and mumbled "hello" while his daughter held his other hand and their minister kept butting in to tell him how all things work together for good to them that love God. I think he remembered me from when our kids took strings together, but who knows? What I remember was feeling his big hand in mine and seeing his eyes all wet and. My mind felt like it was working in fits and starts, my thoughts like dozens of puzzle pieces from different puzzles that wouldn’t fit together. She hasn’t gone to them already? Why?“Unless...” The beautiful woman paused and sat up on the edge of my desk with a look so exaggerated it was obviously rehearsed. She tapped her lips thoughtfully with the rolled-up papers. “You give me your letter of resignation by the end of the day.”That was the comment that got me, my brain suddenly jolting into. The warmth immediately enveloped me. The inside of his mouth was heaven on earth. So moist and tight. It just felt right. I pressed into his mouth, but could only slip a few inches of the thick neck in before he gagged. I let my cock sit on his tongue and demanded, "Suck me real good Arthur or I think we will just call you cum bucket, and you better believe I'll fuck your face." It felt hot to say it, but I probably wouldn't have if Ms. Lilly weren't there. It seemed to turn her on even. ” I added that because they all seemed to be in shock.Jam said, “We truly appreciate your efforts.”An older man in a chef’s coat and hat came to us. “Your Graces are welcome. It is our pleasure to serve you.” He shook Jam’s hand vigorously. When I held mine out, he kissed it!He said to me, “Thank you for gracing my kitchen with your presence.” He then embraced me and kissed my cheeks.When we separated, Jam and I bowed. They all bowed back smiling. We left for the dining room. The King was.