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She thought about her lying dead, pale, and stiff on the cold slab of the morgue freezer. She thought about her bare feet exposed to the room, toe tags dangling from her toes. She envisioned the girl’s autopsy, her being cut open and exposed to the room, her organs laid out, her body completely at the disposal of the technician handling the dissection. She imagined the girl’s brain being weighed, her body asian being stitched back up, and her organs being tossed in bags that would be buried with her later. She thought of her stinky, soiled asshole and giving her a good licking, and time and time again all of this got her off in the biggest way possible. After throwing some clothes on quickly, she hopped in her Toyota and sped over to the funeral home, it actually taking her 6 minutes less to get there than she originally told her older friend over the phone. Obviously, she was excited and not messing around. When she pulled into the drive in the back, she saw that the back door was slightly ajar, as obviously Mrs. Vargas was expecting her. “Took you long enough,” the older woman said dryly, with a smug little chuckle. “Huh?” replied Vicky, lost in thought about what was to come. “Oh, well...Y-yeah.” “Cat got your tongue, or is it something else?” the funeral director asked, walking back inside. Not far from the door on a small table outside the embalming room was a sealed box from the Coroner’s Office. Vicky didn’t have to voyeur ask what was in there, and Emile knew that japan she knew already. “Morgue just came by a few minutes after I called you and dropped this off. Apparently, they forgot to give it to us when we were over there earlier,” she said. The box contained the viscera bags with the organs that had been removed completely during Saema’s autopsy. The Lead Pathologist had examined them himself one more time before signing off on the forms and having them sealed for good. Vicky grabbed the box herself and entered the room on her right, stopping dead in her tracks as she realized that she would soon finally have an opportunity to public do anything she wanted with the stunning girl lying on the slab with her waist and breasts covered with a mortuary sheet. Emile knew that her friend wanted to be alone with the girl for a good long while, and since the two could wash her corpse together when she was finished and share that little erotic bonding experience, she had no qualms with whatever Victoria had in mind to do. After all, the girl on the slab was dead and, at the end of the day, no one would ever know any different. “I’ll go tend to some things. You two have fun,” she said, with a small laugh, closing the door behind her. Victoria was now alone in the cold, white room. The overhead lights were on, but she knew this was too bright for the mood she wanted. She walked over to the embalming table where Saema was laying and turned on an adjustable overhead lamp. Then, she returned to the door and switched off the main overhead threesome lights. The room was now quite dark, though it was almost as if a spotlight was right over Saema and she was the star of the show. In Vicky’s erotic mind, at least, this was quite true. Vicky set the box down on a wheeled cart next to Saema’s embalming table and then unfolded the top and opened it up. I was sure that regardless of what happened, there was no way the magic japan could go down. Before she could protest further, I whipped her around so that her face was in the pillows. “What is this?” she asked nervously from the floor. “As I said before, a ruler must bend to the will of his people, or he will not be a ruler for public long. As I looked about, I noticed that most of the guys were dancing with other guys, and most of the women voyeur danced with other women. She stopped for a second to spit into her hand, then returned it to his dick, focusing on stimulating the head with her slippery hand. Their bodies were shot to pieces with the force of the projectile, and their shrieks waned as what was left of them plummeted over the wall. She filled asian me with her cock again and again, slamming to the hilt in me. I sucked hard on the dick in my mouth. They stopped in their tracks by the door and turned to look at her, his voice coming out hesitant, "...Yes, my Queen?" Suck-chin studied Scott’s face for several moments before a broad smile spread across his own face. The pressure increased. “I don’t know, I’ve never experienced it before…” sucking on my threesome toes. Harry decided to take a late night walk around the park so he could avoid any other sounds that might come out of the house. She had left the curtain has closes off our room and our bathroom open so I, standing there naked with a hard on, closed and latched it. Only matched by her desperate panting breaths. “Oh now quit being so modest, you just looked at me in the mirror and you saw it all, well almost all. And that’s how I ended Friday night, sucking on Eddie’s cock in my bedroom, knowing how trapped I am, and wondering what torments the rest of the weekend is going to have in store for me… Me “See wearing all those things again will be my choice. “Oh fuck” I called out as my dick found its way back up her snug hole and she started riding me passionately. When she got used to the feel and started to pick up a rhythm I reached down and took her left hand and raised it to my mouth. He moved his body on top of hers his now throbbing length of pure black pleasure was slowly touching her wet wanton lips. I put her off of my Dick and told her to lay down on the floor. I smiled at her and nodded my head in understanding.