I needed to talk with her next of kin before doing any preparations. I telephoned the Miller home to make an appointment to discuss Miss Miller's arrangements with her father. He would come to the funeral home to discuss her arrangements and volunteered to go ahead. Arriving there in about an hour and a half and let him in; I greeted Dr. Miller at the door and again told him how sorry blonde I was about Abigail. Ushering his new client into the parlor's hushed receiving room -- harp music sounding Hardcore in the background, votive candles anal burning on a pair of side tables. He was taking Abigail's death very hard and kept telling me how much he loved her and how beautiful she was. Zeke comes gently but quickly to the point. "I'm very sorry for your loss," he begins. "Let me assure you we'll do everything we can to help you plan a service that honors the life of your daughter. Have you given any thought to the kind of arrangements you'd like to make?" After a pause, Jim speaks up. On the way over this morning, he tells Zeke in a halting voice, he indicated that he would like to see his daughter's body After consoling him again, I took him through the double doors into the embalming room to the table where his daughter's sheet covered corpse lay. I uncovered her face and her shoulders to the top of her breasts. His comment when he saw her was; "Oh Abbie; you are so beautiful" and you see the pain, undying love and also the lust in her father's eyes. He then asked me if he could have some time alone with his daughter. I told him I had some phone calls to make and I would return in a little while and we could discuss the arrangements then. I somehow had a strange feeling about Dr. Miller just from the way he was acting and so I lock the outside door, ensure the answering machine is turned on; went straight to the office and close and locked the door before sitting in your desk chair. and opened the case near my desk and selected the hidden camera in the embalming room and turned up the sound and adjust the picture of Dr. Miller standing beside his daughter's corpse and started taping just before you see him lean over and kiss her lovingly on the lips. You hear him softly say "I love you so much Abbie and I want to love your beautiful body one more time even though you're dead. You're so beautiful baby". You think, "Dam; this could get interesting. I had seen it happen before with pretty ones such as this. His hands slid the sheet down to below her knees and lifts her head and shoulders and hugs her cold body before his fingers fondle her firm young breasts and then move down her tanned abdomen and brush her small soft bush before caressing her shapely thighs. At this point; you see his middle finger slowly enter her slit and slide inside her cold dead vagina. You find yourself getting aroused. I could hear him say “Abbie you're so sexy. You look just like your mother when we were first married. God rest big her soul." “Oh Abbie”, Gary croaked, “I’ll amateur never give you away as a bride or hold any grandchildren by you.” I knew from the way he was rubbing and caressing young Abigail that he was really getting turned on. I found out how turned on when he shed his pants and undershorts and his large hard cock was released. Spreading Abbie's legs apart he leaned over and buried his face between her legs. As he ate her clammy young cunt, he began to refer to her as Carol who I assumed was his dead wife. Only the strictest discipline – the total commitment of these most utterly debased and dedicated of slaves – kept their performance as flawless Hardcore as it was impassioned. Kara nodded. Whatever you do I will do. I knew her pussy was full of my cum and didn’t care. All three boys conspire against Laura to get her naked. Standing quietly by his bedroom big door he listened out a final time to make sure the house was empty. He unzipped his pants and brought out a full hard-on and anal said, “Suck it boy! The drone which was amateur filming her did a good job of capturing her innocent beauty. She protested . . blonde .but he had other plans. All those fun geeky things that made us not care about the popularity pressures of school life. “Yes, stop talking.” She said. Her arms were placed on top of the sheet and another short sheet was placed over her head and upper body. Then... can I cum?” “Of course, honey,” Tom replied. I bit my lip, held my breath. her pussy.