Then I pull your corpse off the pillows toward me and hug it tightly for a anal little while. You're getting cooler to the touch. But I've got a few things to do before bedtime. I dress and I gather up your clothes bisexual and put them in the walkincloset. Putting the extra pillow back in the closet, I pick your body up and lay it on the floor of the closet. I turn off your cell phone in your purse and remove the battery and place your rings in your purse and lay the purse beside you. I ensure your laptop is turned off and remove the battery and lay it beside you. I lock the closet door and the house and put on my gloves and get in your mercedes sedan, roll down the windows and drive to the quarry, check for any activity and push it in and watch it sink beneath the surface. I ride the bicycle I had hidden back via the trails. when I return to the house; I put up the bike and come into the house. I remove your body from the closet and take it back to the bed and position your arms by your gay side, your legs slightly apart and your mouth open, strip off my clothes and climb in with you and drift off to sleep. When the alarm sounds at 5am; I awaken to feel your cold stiffening body beside me. I pull your corpse to the edge of the bed and stick my stiffening cock in your mouth and push it against your throat and pump your dead mouth a few strokes before I with draw from your mouth and force my cock into your cold smelly sticky pussy and give it a few strokes before withdrawing and standing beside you and jacking off until I cum all over your face. Now I dress and carry your clothes, twink purse and laptop out to the backhoe pan and place them in it and return and carry your leggy corpse out and place it in the pan. Cranking the tractor I take you and your belongings out near the back of the field I plowed a couple of days ago and to the 8ft deep grave I dug for you yesterday. I throw your clothes, purse, and laptop in the grave and then dump you in and climb down the ladder in the grave and arrange your corpse so you are lying in repose on your back. I finger your smelly pussy and fondle your tits one last time, then climb up the ladder out of the grave and pull the ladder out. Cranking the backhoe I dump the dirt back in covering you and your belongings and then pack the dirt over you. Using the plow on the back of the tractor; I make rows over your grave to match the rest of the plowed field. I take the tractor back to the house and wash the backhoe pan with disinfectant, then wash the bedclothes from our bed. The deed is done my darling dead whore wife and they're not likely to find your grave. From what I understand you're too deep for a cadaver dog to find your scent. Your body will bear decay slowly until you're fertilizer for the ground. I check the house over to ensure everything appears normal. Then I take the tractor back out to your grave to make sure the area looks like the rest of the field. Three O"clock rolls around and I'm sure your lover is there waiting and wondering where you are and why you're not there. “Thank you, my husband,” I said, smiling at him. I have my left hand around the back of her neck and pull her close as though I want bear to give her another kiss. “Cool and refreshing.” I said. He groaned along with her as he savored anal the flavor of her forbidden juices. “See,” she said with a breathy moan and a sly wink, “I like shooting my load in you, too.” I had cleaned her gutters and my clothes were filthy and a really bad storm came and then…” I went straight to bed last night when I got home from work. “Mrs. Boucher, what in gay the world were you thinking? Ayesha - Nothingg... “So what should I wear then. They heard his voice as he called Kim Li telling her to meet him in the office. Mum and Tabatha were returning from the garden. We’re not that far from my house. I wanna see you, too and play with your cock some more.” She stepped close to me and held her tits and panty less cunt against me as she gave me a big wet kiss that was very unsisterlike. "What sort of treatment?" Rachel knew this woman had no gag reflex cuz she was downing the 11incher to the end. She wrapped her right bisexual hand around my cock as her lips parted to slowly kiss the head and lick the shaft, her left hand reached around to my back and pushed my slacks down the rest of the way to the floor, where I stepped out of them. Why don’t you call me Matt? Not caring or feeling a thing, she asked Snake: Does she really want a relationship with me? "I can feel her more. “The important thing is not to get me. I’m hoping you get yourself a little more from coming here.” he retorted. She could sense James' doubt and fear, his apprehension and his anger. Carole looked up into Guy’s eyes and then leaned in and kissed him. Aurora quivered as she waited for the tenth and final spanking. Use my tight asshole! I’m slipping down that slope I told you about where pleasure overrules your mind.” Mark takes another swig. I have an urge to separate from Jo and pretend that nothing happened, but Jo stays put and just gives Tabatha a stony look. Lily pulled up from licking, her tongue lapping all the way to his tip. When the band of his underwear lowered over his thick raging man cock, it bounced up, slapping hard against his stomach as he made his way to the bed and kneeled between the wide open legs of his twink succulent Niece Tess.