It was late when I pulled the sheet back to reveal Cindy's naked glory once more. Her pale blue body seemed smaller than when I last saw her, but that in no way seemed to diminish her beauty. The look of rapture remained on her face, and though I knew I would have to remove those beautiful eyes soon enough, I couldn't keep from staring at them, even as I removed the toe tag from her foot. Her skin was unbelievably soft, and I soon found my hands rubbing her foot, massaging it, manipulating it and wondering what it would have been like to make love to Cindy when she was alive. As if on their own volition, my hands roamed past her ankles and up the silky smoothness of her tanned and muscled legs. I had begun breathing faster, and though I felt my dick stirring in my pants, I wasn't sure if my increased heart rate was due to desire, or fear of getting caught. I stepped back, feeling the sickliness of my now-hard cock within its confines. I debated amateur leaving, and moved to cover her with the sheet again, when I took a last fateful look at her. Her pussy lips were parted slightly now, and having taken the first step, I knew I had to see this through to the end. Despite the chill of the prep room, my desire burned within, and so I was not cold, when I stripped naked, and unleashed my rock hard cock. My hands roamed up her shapely legs, and pulled her towards me. There was a strange squeak as her ass shuddered across the stainless steel, but the movement pulled at her lips, and I could see glistening moisture on her pubic hair. I bent low to taste her, and was surrounded by the heady smell of her sex mixed with the tang of the piss she released at the moment of her death. I buried my face in her cunt, and my tongue probed tits the wonderful crevices between her lips. My heart raced, and I felt as if my cock would explode on the spot as I sucked on her cold pussy. I groaned with ecstasy, knowing that despite her many lovers, I tasted something they never had, and never would--Cindy's death. It was as if whatever marvelous final experience whisked her away in its embrace, left a trace of that ephermal sweetness between her loins, just waiting for me to savor it. I was panting now, my mouth and hands working the cold flesh, desiring more and more of her. I couldn't wait, I had to have her, to possess her. For I was like no other lover of Cindy's--her body was mine to do with as I would, I possessed her in a way no man or woman ever had, or would again. I lifted myself onto the table and big knelt before her, her calfs on my shoulders, feet flung behind me. Her cunt was open, warm and moist, just waiting for my cock. Her blue eyes--now a faded grey--seemed to slut look through me, egging me on, begging me to take her. I leaned forward, my hands beside her slight shoulders, and plunged inward. I gasped as I rammed my dick home. For a woman with her supposed past, she was amazingly tight. It was as if the corpse grasped my cock and began to milk me. Again and pussy again I thrust my hips, each time slamming the head of my cock home against her dead cervix. But the whole time, she never stopped staring right into my eyes unless she was casually glancing down at herself, then back up at me again to make sure I was watching. Wendy sat tits stiff as I passed her to loom over my daughter. She finds one and says she will be back shortly. Why was just kind of interaction so arousing to me? Perhaps it was because she was always on top, I don't know. Maria smiles and brings her lips up to nibble at the sensitive skin just below her wife’s ear. “Yes, my Queen!” they moaned together, lust flashing across their faces. “Why thank you kind sir.” I sucked hard on his cock now. Cynthia popped to her feet and stood at attention with her hands locked behind her now bald head and her feet wide apart so that her sex was slightly gaping open. She smiled playfully up at him. A news reporter wants the talk to you." I couldn’t help it, I curled into a ball and sobbed. I decided to help her and put a little pressure on her head with one hand. And to be big honest with you, I already felt exceptionally horny that day, long before Freddy ever came into that bathroom to have sex with me. The reason why I just told you that, is because I would later discover that I always feel my horniest when I'm ovulating. So close. I just needed to see her face before I went, dead or alive. His mushroom tip engorges amateur and hardens. slut I quickly reached down and slapped her bare little ass. They looked like someone had pinned two globes to the front of her leather suit. That means I won’t have to pay up. She paused for a moment and leaned forward to kiss him again. "Please daddy. “Make it quick.” Yes, Sara,, I am Bi and you interest me very much,, would you like if we got to know each other better. It was the third time she got fucked that day and what she loved most was that all juices were well and truly deposited within her, giving her a beauty pussy enriching glow on an otherwise calm and pretty face.