We should have a quiet wedding though. Then we should stage a funeral for me to see if the SOB shows up." I thought you didn't see his face," remarked... Tim."I didn't," Darla answered, "but it stands to reason that he will also be at the other girl's funeral tomorrow. All you need to do is to see who would be at both. I don't want him thinking I am still alive." I'll let the Captain know tomorrow," Tim said. "He can suggest a way to keep our marriage low-key, and just how to set up the funeral. Very nervously, I slowly opened my bright red gossy lips and for the first time in my life I accepted a mans cock into my wanting mouth.I had wanted this for many years, and although the circumstances were not exactly nice, or a ‘clean’ man, I was in what can only be described as ecstasy.His bell end was solid, like the rest of his monster. It was deep purple, and very bulbous. I had trouble fitting the whole head of his cock in my mouth, but I did manage. It tasted quite unclean, musky, but I. During that week my wife Marie decided she wanted to go too, to keep us out of trouble, she said. Everything went just fine and we arrived at the motel in the evening. There was a café, and bar across the street so we enjoyed a decent dinner and drinks. I guess there had been a strain of driving for me and I drank several drinks too quickly. We staggered our way back to our room and Mel pulled a bottle of gin from his bags, pouring one for Marie and himself while I declined and laid out. Although both knew what they were doing at the time, neither one of themhad any idea exactly what they were getting into and how it would affectthem both for the rest of their lives. For the next 9 years whatfollowed was a mixture of both the most erotic and intense sexualfeelings that either of them had ever felt in their life's, and a lot ofconfusion and mistakes in direction as they both grappled with trying todeal with the consequences of the lifestyle that they had both chosen.Some of.