Dr. Miller then began to talk about his daughter's life. He indicated that she was known as Abbie to all her friends and relatives. She was his only child. Abbie was a senior at the local State University majoring in Psychology and was only 2 months away from graduation. He went on to say that she excelled in basketball and track in high school and college and maintained a 4.0 academic average, excelled in competitive sports and always had to win at whatever she did. She enjoyed riding the bike to school instead of the BMW sports car he had bought her. Just playing Lacrosse in college wasn't good enough; she worked until she was captain of the team. She wanted the exercise. She honed her perfect athletic body for hours at the gym and could often be seen running at dawn in the soft sand along the beach. He showed me several pictures of her and when I commented again on how lovely she had been; I also retrieved the picture of her he had brought. He wanted it used to get her hair and makeup like he wanted. Tearfully, Dr. Miller picked up the framed 12 by 15 full length photo taken recently of Abbie in a black v-necked medium dress, white pearl necklace, black sheer stockings and black sandaled heels. He indicated that this was his and her favorite outfit and this was how he wanted her to be buried and those clothes, a rosary, makeup kit and accessories were in the bag. Dr Miller wrote a check in full for my fee for her funeral and included a healthy bonus with cash for what he wanted to be my silence and I wrote her a receipt. Actually, he never had to worry but he didn't know that. He requested to get to view her body one more time before the funeral Zeke told him before he left that he could come by at 2 pm tomorrow to see Abbie after she was fully prepared. This wasn’t at all an odd request for the staff to get blowjob as many times a friend or loved-one would want to say their goodbyes in relative peace. I took a clothes bag, another plastic bag of clothes, a shoebox and last the picture. We said good evening and I walked him out. After seeing Dr. Miller out the back door, Zeke returns to his desk and calls the regional casket company rep to order the Damask Rose, for delivery Monday morning. Arrangements have already been finalized for the viewing that evening of an elderly "case," whose embalmed and prepped remains now repose in the air-conditioned slumber room across from his office. She had just opened the door to get in when Stephanie said her goodbyes. I could tell she was cumming. This time I could feel his cock on my pussy. “There!” I yelled, pointing at a sign I couldn’t even read. Kalena's golden digits kneaded the left. Then how he teased my cunt lips with his fingertip while he kissed my arse? Any house where the wounded show signs of plague will be burned immediately—with their inhabitants. Since this neighborhood was primarily made up of parents who both worked, it did not seem strange for Sam to walk down the street and up to the front porch of what he would soon learn was Holly's house. Next thing we know our beautiful little daughter is pregnant and her next twenty years are ruined." Nearly 6:00 AM. He threatened me with my worst fear. She and I are now well into the "wringing wet with sweat stage." We woke up in bed together the next morning and spent a while kissing before the three of us got in the blowjob shower together. He He and she got the closest. By the second finger, she was wiggling her butt at me and mumbling how good it felt. “Mmm… Yes, Good Morning Mr Lucian.” He said and quickly turned around to face the house. Relieved, I took a seat beside her. But it was weird.” “I did that last night, Jody,” I said, thoroughly enjoying the attention from two gorgeous women. “Step back a little.” He sighed making me bite my lip and back up. "Nothing honey, I just love you so much that's all," I sobbed. There are highly intelligent people. Still try to avoid dressing like anything too dangerous just in case,” he told her with an annoying smirk on his lips.