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“Huh?” replied Vicky, lost in thought about what was to come. “Oh, well...Y-yeah.” “Cat got your tongue, or is it something else?” the funeral director asked, walking back inside. petite Not far from the door on a small table outside the embalming room was a sealed box from the Coroner’s Office. Vicky didn’t have to ask what was in there, and Emile knew that she knew already. “Morgue just came by a few minutes after I called you and dropped this off. Apparently, they forgot to give it to us when we were over there earlier,” she said. The box contained the viscera bags with the organs that had been removed completely during Saema’s autopsy. The Lead Pathologist had examined them himself one more time before signing off on the forms and having them sealed for good. Vicky grabbed the box herself and entered the room on her right, stopping dead in her tracks as she realized that she would soon finally have an opportunity to do anything she wanted with the stunning girl lying on the slab with her waist and breasts covered with a mortuary sheet. Emile knew that her friend wanted to be alone with the girl for a good long while, and since the two could wash her corpse together when she was finished and share that little erotic bonding experience, she had no qualms with whatever Victoria had in mind to do. After all, the girl on the slab was dead and, at the end of the day, no one would ever know any different. “I’ll go tend to some things. You two have fun,” she said, with a small laugh, closing the door behind her. Victoria was now alone in the cold, white room. The overhead lights were on, but she knew this was too bright for the mood she wanted. She walked over to the embalming table where Saema was laying and turned on an adjustable overhead lamp. Then, she returned to the door and switched off the main overhead lights. The room was now quite dark, though it was almost as if a spotlight was right over Saema and she was the star of the show. In Vicky’s erotic mind, at least, this was quite true. Vicky set the box down on a wheeled cart next to Saema’s embalming table and then unfolded the top and opened it up. Inside, she could see the dark, slightly transparent plastic bags that the girl’s removed organs had been placed into. In this moment, she realized the power she had over this dead piece of beautiful meat, and she stared into the box and then longingly at the body on the table. She took some time to just revel in the sights, enjoying just looking over the girl’s luscious curves. With her right index finger, she reached out and touched at the line of clear surgical glue on Saema’s forehead. She thought about them sawing open her skull, taking the skull cap off, and removing her brain to be weighed and examined. Just thinking about this process as she ran her finger along the line of glue was starting to really turn her on. She ran her finger over the girl’s eyes, along the bridge of her cute nose, and then allowed it to circle her cold, dry yet full lips. Vicky then leaned in and, with teen her wet tongue, licked from the bridge of Saema’s nose up to the ridge of surgical glue along her forehead. She then laved her tongue left and right, along the line of clear glue, tasting the exotic chemical flavor of it. It was odd, but she really liked the experience. She then broke away and instead began licking Saema’s lips, taking away some of the dryness. The girl tasted lightly of clinical antiseptic at this point, her mouth dry inside, a skinny slight smell of very faint putrification able to be smelled coming from her mouth. Suddenly, she bit down, hard, on Saema’s bottom lip - hard enough to break the skin and, had she been alive, draw a fair amount of blood. Pulling back, she ran a finger on the inside of the girl’s gums, stretching them again, pulling at the flesh and letting it snap back with an audible pop sound. She laughed to herself and then bit her top lip, tugging at it, hard enough to pull a small piece of skin off. She quickly just licked her Hardcore lips, the skin coming onto her tongue and allowing her to taste it before she swallowed. Vicky’s eyes wandered south, focusing on the girl’s threesome curves that were obscured by the white shroud that had been draped over her midsection. Saema was well-built, appeared to have been mildly athletic, and cared about staying in shape. Her breasts were of a nice, average size, her hips curvy and feminine, and her skin tanned and soft to the touch. Over the next couple of months she remained very horny and we were very active, being careful of the precious baby inside of her. slamming her pelvis and pussy against petite me. I put my arms Sandy just stood there, her tail down between her legs, but Scarlett had come prepared. "Miss Reynolds, she was at Hardcore Miss Reynolds apartment. “Shell and I are going to adjourn to my bedroom soon. we want to see those stiff little nipples,” she said. We get into the limo and head to Happy, Happee Limo. “Like forces attract and gather like forces.” Where there is one tree, soon there are many. “It’s ok James but I think you need to attend to your lady friend behind you. Evan watched some skinny of his cum easily drip out of the stretched hole, and slide onto her pussy lips. Coach also had us vote on team co-captains. An expression of intrigued interest seemed to cross his canine features. Once we’ve stretched and warmed up, it’s time for the tip-off. Tony was in the shower and the sun was shining through the un-curtained window. She then hooked her arms into the back of her knees and pulled them up almost to her ears so that her taint was aimed right at Bobby’s face. "Oh?" Here she was sitting on my cock, fully engaged in humping me. There was no question in my mind that all of them knew what we were doing, but then she stood up and with a raised voice said that she was sorry, but maybe I could pick up the magazine that fell. Hard to believe but I found out later her parents kept her sheltered most of her life. She clearly didn't want me inside her ass. She jerked upright and turned around with her hands on her hips and her brow arched. I held it with my hand and rolled the fore skin to the base. We met for coffee that day. the thrusting was fast, and hard, and soon my hand was joined by Melisa's, who seemed to get off on feeling her own belly distorted. Just couldn't resist. Eileen showed her hand which was partially covered with the evidence to Audra. I woke up for good back in my own bed, dressed as I was on the table, meaning only in my thigh threesome highs. Ambrose clapped his hand on his cousin's back, "It will make things far easier though at times far more complicated. I stepped close to him and teen placed my hand behind his head, drawing him closer. Background