What a waste of a beautiful woman. My cock stirred in my pants as I cupped her firm magnificent cool breasts in both of my hands and gave them a gentle squeeze and fingers caressed the nipples. Mighty fine! Locking the doors to the embalming room area so Mrs. Purvis the funeral home secretary or anyone else wouldn't wander in; Walking around to the end of the table, I spread her shapely tanned thighs apart and stared at the patch of light brown hair above and beside her delicious looking pussy hole. Crawling onto the table between her long legs; my tongue began to lick the outside of her cold, dead vaginal lips before entering her smelly young crevice. No matter how beautiful and clean they were in life; after death their pussy seemed to be the first thing to have the smell of death. indian Abigail was no exception but the smell turned me on that much more as my tongue went deep inside her cunt. As I licked, sucked and ate lovely Abigail's dead meat, I wondered what her last thoughts were before she had died earlier today. I'm sure she had girl no idea that a horny mortician old enough to be her father would be licking her sexy dead cunthole before the day was over. Hell, I'd eat the peanuts out of her shit as my uncle used to say. But that was just the beginning. My hands glided over her shapely, somewhat muscular thighs. That sent a tingle down my spine and I knew that nothing would satisfy me short of fucking her until I bathed her love canal deep with my hot sticky cum. Wave after wave as his body shuddered with pleasure I glanced at my phone. Mom!” I groaned. She held my hand, and slipped it under her dress, guiding indian me to slide my fingers over her smooth lips and slit. “Maybe when you’re older.” she told him. Doing that was destroying the barriers between our universe and other ones, allowing realities to bleed together. The intrusion of his finger in her ass pushed her orgasm higher to the peak of release. Isn't that the first thing every boy does?" She also had a long, forked tongue that she extended almost every time she opened her mouth. She said, giving me a stern look . Actually its Chris and sorry, I'm just used seeing her in the morning I said, pointing at Broomhilda and making a sour face, that's what I call her , as she walked out of veiw. I heard him moan under his breath. I had mentioned to you before how hesitant he was for anyone to see his penis. “I am so excited . . . I groaned, humping against him. She yelped as the bottle struck her skull again. She squeezed her bowels around me. It was different from pussy. She didn’t feel dreadful. Therefore it is with a heavy heart that we set this test as one to utter defeat." Then while she wrapped the other around his legs just below his knees she said, “Another strap right here. She whirled around, yet she knew the law did not allow he any exit, her life was forfeit if she backed away from sex after actual skin contact. The workmen were amazed at the sheer size of the house. Now, can you girls show me to any dead trees? "Oh, fuck! He was too put together to be a normal student. I’ve never came like this in my life. Linda was released and told to stand up. You have five minutes and when you come back I want you to tell me if you think girl he likes your new outfit”. AUTHOR'S NOTE: This was my first attempt at erotic fiction.