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He pushed a small lever on the gurney’s supports and then pulled up on the actual padding, lifting her up to where she was on the same level as the slab itself. With a quick pull of the bag, he dragged it from the stretcher to the cold white embalming table. Then, he unzipped her black body bag. Saema’s body lay wrapped in the blue sheet she had been covered in at the morgue, the only thing visible her pale, bare feet. Victor stared at her for a moment and then took a knife and cut the twine that was wrapping the sheet around her head. As the twine cut away, he Hardcore pulled the sheet back and down to her neckline, revealing her stunning face. The girl’s long brown hair lay silently with a few wisps over her face, her brown eyes glassy and staring at nothing, her soft lips parted gently. He tugged at the sheet and pulled it down past her breasts and to her waist, staring at the Y-incision from her autopsy. It was a shame when girls (or anyone, really) died this young, and the corpse on the slab had a great body to her. Whoever had been with her had been lucky. The sheet was pulled the rest of the way down so that it was bunched up around her ankles and, with the cut of a knife, the twine there, too, fell away and he pulled the sheet completely off of her body. Then, much like the rolling efforts made to transfer her in the morgue, he put one hand around her waist, fingers brushing the trimmed hairs of her sex, and another around her shoulders and rolled her towards him. When she was in position, he let her lean against his pants as he pulled the black bag out from under her, then rolling her the other way to get it completely out from beneath her rear and off of the table. He let her flop back, her head bumping the hard, white porcelain of the slab, her toe tags swinging wildly. By the time he had finished laying her out on the slab, the older woman entered the room. She was Emile Vargas, co-owner of the mortuary under her aging father. Mr. Vargas was now 83-years-old and mostly out of the business, so he left the daily operation to his daughter to manage. She walked in and saw Saema’s stark naked, toe-tagged corpse lying on the slab and Victor nearby. Mrs. Vargas had a manilla-colored toe tag in her hand as she approached the slab. “Will we be getting her ready tonight, ma’am?” the man asked, watching as she began to tie this new toe tag around the girl’s left big toe. “No, I’ll be handling that tomorrow morning. Your brother’s in town, right? Why don’t you take the rest of the night off, Vick. I’ll be fine here,” she said, Big Tits tying the string tight and then looking up at her. “You sure?” he asked, though she soon nodded. “As you say. I’ll asses see you tomorrow bright and early, okay?” Victor nodded, a little surprised, but grateful. He walked out of the room and down the hall to get his stuff and then take off, leaving Emile alone with Saema’s corpse. She had her eyes closed and her face was twitching with each thrust of his cock. I never would've imagined that one night, my father would barge in her room and start doing things to her while she was sleeping. She seemed impressed with my balls too. With a smile, the husband got off the bed and took up the position behind her that the stranger had just vacated. “Then you have to skedaddle.” Please.” “It wasn’t bad,” commented Crissy, “But it does leave an after-taste, can you get us some more coke?” I jumped up and turning to the refrigerator we kept in the shop for cold drinks, retrieved another can of coke for each of them. “Okay Ann, we’ll take it from here.” Trish said and shut the door. “Not a urologist.” Our lips met. They ate, and talked like old friends. Lisa laughed hard and shook her head. [Rhonda goes] Her lips are so soft. This shocked her, she didn't expect to be left like this. I lunged forward and placed my lips on his. Cute how it was, but creeps at the same time. Sandy said. “Not sure if I told you lately, but you are one sexy lady” he told her as he walked up to her, then grabbing his asses cock, he lined up with her pussy and guided it in. At first, a couple of inches, then pulled out, then pushed in more. One of them stands up and says, “Yeah, I’m not going to bust my ass only for you to toss me out the door in 90 days,” he says as he tosses his keys into the center of the table and walks out. I stopped by the store on the way home," Victoria warned us. Now , he is a "she," and "she's" strutting around the cell block in nothing but a pair of pink bikini panties and high heels, making those big black men hard as a rock! "You!" he commanded, eyeing Maria knowingly where she lay slumped in a corner with her hands balled into fists and clenched between her thighs. I already told the girls that. I felt my balls tense up, and I was ready to unload again. You getting into WSU is costing them a bundle.” I thought he was a German Shepherd/Rottweiler mix, Hardcore Big Tits but they told me he was a German Shepherd/Great Dane mix. He could only speak for himself but, he felt any less contact with her would make this situation less real. The first girl were knockout, blonde hair on her shoulders, blue eyes, square rigged dress showcasing her tits, out of my league, probably been rogered by half the servants, anyroad her scowled at me. It wouldn't have worked at all if not for the fact that the wall of the dining room, the dumpster, and several evergreens screened the back door from nearly every angle, and that Grace had been too distracted to follow her normal routine that morning. “Oh, err………….