So, after Kou had examined every corner of the car and starts the engine to check for leaks and other stuff. Then 40 year old and Kou went out to test...drive the car around the blocks and since the car was a two-door coupe, the back seat was too cramped for me and so I stayed behind. I was going to wait inside our car but then the 25-year-old son approached me and starts to strike some conversation with me. At first, it was just some basic stuff.“Hi” He greeted me“Hey” I reply“What’s your name?”. That’s when I stopped fingering her, took the honey bottle behind her and poured it all over. She didn’t expected that and shouted “what the hell are you doing you motherfucker”I caught hold of her chin and pushed her against the wall “listen to me whore you are not going any where until I fuck the hell out of you. Do you understand”She said “oh yeah? Then take this” she took the honey bottle and poured the remaining honey on my dick opening my pant. I lifted her on my shoulder saying ” you. "Quite sure. You should come and see him."Anne shook her head. "I know what he looks like."The funeral was held on the Eastern Shore with an itinerant minister from St. Luke's presiding and the burial was in the family plot at Pirate's Luck where Conroys had been laid to rest since 1687. After the brief ceremony in a cold rain, the family gathered with an attorney from Queenstown who had brought along a copy of Millard Greensbury Conroy's final will and brief testament. It was a very short. ” “Fine,” I said. “Good,” she smiled and walked away, with the Jon guy following her. I lay there on the bed, thinking about what happened. I was disgusted that I had a dick in my mouth, but I was also confused as to why it had also made me cum involuntarily. I thought about that for a while. Then I started thinking again about what it had felt like when that large dick had pressed its way into my mouth. It felt oddly satisfying to feel my mouth filled up like that. I remembered what it had.