Satisfied; he rolled her on her back and removed the tube before taking a soapy washclothe and bathing the genital area. I was shocked and initially outraged at what George did next. After placing Anita's high heels back on her stocking clad feet; he dropped his pants, removed his shorts and I could see his short, fat, penis was fully erect. Lubricating the end of his cock; he crawled between my dead wife's thighs and slid his prick into her luscious vagina that as far as I know, had never been fucked by anyone but me. I watched initially in shock as he lifted his portly torso and began screwing the love of my life. But I realized there was nothing I could do about it. It was then that I sensed Anita's spirit floating a few feet above her corpse. Slowly threesome I could see the outline of her face and could make out that she was looking at me and smiling. Meanwhile; George reached orgasm and shot his load of hot, sticky cum into Anita's young dead cunt. Getting down off the Oral Sex table; he dressed before removing Anita's red heels and rolling her stockings down and off her feet. Felicia reentered the room and obtained the bag she had taken my white socks from. She produced a white garter tattoo belt, white lacey stockings and white heels from the bag. Her father maneuvered my wife's lovely corpse and placed foot fetish the garter belt around her waist before rolling the stockings up her legs and fastening them with the garters. Felicia slipped the white heels onto Anita's cold feet. George now rolled a silver coffin into the room. Scooping my wife's corpse into his arms; he placed her in the coffin. Sitting her up; he watched Felicia bring out what I recognized as my wife's wedding veil and short train. Felicia positioned it over her shoulder length hair with her face uncovered. She applied eye shadow and eyeliner before opening Anita's eyelids revealing her lifeless blue eyes staring out into space. With a little red lipstick on her cold, slightly parted lips and some blush on her checks, Anita looked as beautiful and alluring as the day I married her. Felicia opened my eyelids revealing my lifeless brown eyes which were also staring out into space. Now George and Felicia picked up my corpse and carried me to the coffin. Turning me over on my stomach; they lowered me slowly onto my wife's corpse manuevering my erect organ to enter her luscious pussy hole until my dick was fully inserted up to the base. My head was arranged so that my lips were against Anita's left cheek as if I was kissing her face. Felicia placed my left hand caressing my love's right breast and both of Anita's hands caressing my butt cheeks. The lid of Big Boobs the coffin was closed and I truly then realized that my lovely wife had arranged all this so we could be truly buried "together". Suddenly; my spirit was clothed in a white tuxedo and I saw Anita's spirit clothed in a beautiful white gown. Anita's spirit reached for my hand and took it in her's as her sparkling eyes met mine. “I don’t know if he was or not.” My large breasts swayed beneath me as I rotated my hips. And thanks be to God, she did,” I explained to my protégé. “Oh, he’s got plenty more,” Gloria grinned, taking hold of my cock and running her fingers covetously down it, “after what I put in his blood, this thing will be standing foot fetish tall for a long time.” "I'll head up now," Murph responded. Still threesome shaking, Amy looked up and said, “Seriously, I'm done. I had managed to find a stall in the market that sold lots of different materials and found some very thin white Lycra for the swimming costume that Jon wanted me to make. Steadily, Randi began to move up and down quicker and quicker on her young lover's cock. I caught Bobby just smiling from the corner of my eye. Lisa was really enjoying tattoo finishing John's sentences for him. I put the t-shirt on and then told him ok. I moved to the side of the boat and bent over to hold on to the rail. She was in no state to tell us where she was staying and there was nothing in her purse to tell us where she was staying. "Come over here." The cameras behind me captured everything. Hmmm. He wondered if they were still together. They ran out of the men’s changing room giggling as I Oral Sex pleaded with the naked Big Boobs guys to let me go. We chatted with a few people. “Why would I want to fuck your pussy?” “Yes, come here, my slaves...” Brenda was passed out in her bedroom and Shay was just starting her favorite TV show in the living room. Getting married was almost the last thing on her mind. She moaned in delight to know that her opportunities to please her mistress weren’t over. I was so glad I had her. Her tongue stroked up and down my vulva. Must be like a guy’s pre-cum, I figured.