Bill continued rubbing lotion over my belly and onto my thighs. As he worked his way down, his face was now level with my erect cock. Bill opened ...is mouth and lowered it over my knob end. I felt that I was going to cum, but Bill grabbed my shaft and squeezed it at the base and the feeling subsided. Bill ran his tongue over my knob end then began to move his head up and down, taking more of my cock into his mouth with every motion. My wife had given me head many times, but this was a. Don’t ask, I couldn’t follow that bit of legal mumbo-jumbo either. Anyway, John informed me, that the date for Lady Tanya’s interment — and will reading — had been set for the following Thursday. I should mention that that word ‘interment’ had brought a definite reaction from Lady Tanya for some reason, more like a stifled guffaw than anything. Most out-of-character for the lady, I thought. Personally I found mention of her actually burial, in her presence, a little… I’m not sure, tasteless I. That's all I remember.I woke again. Tanya was stroking soothing cream all over me. I lookedup at her."Think we can make it to the potty this time?" she smiled.Ummphmm." My lips seemed oddly swollen. Tanya helped me up and into thebathroom where I cringed under her amused gaze as I did my business."Whaaa...?" I started to ask what the hell had happened to me but Tanyaput a finger to her lips."Shhh," she said, "rest now. By tomorrow you should be all better andready to see our surprise!"I slept. Humming and mumbling, he performed The Thrill is Gone for his own gratification. Crossing the floor, he made his way to the office door. Weaving around machines and materials, he watched carefully where he walked. He needed more work for the smithy and bruising a shin or tripping over things would do little to help make a good impression.Oversized chairs in the office allowed the men to sit comfortably for a change. The blacksmith entered. Though six inches shorter than either of the men in the.