John had recently purchased a copy of Rita Lynn's necro video and had masturbated and lusted after her as he watched it. Now he was going to get to see and touch the real thing. Upon arrival at the hospital morgue; John loaded the black body bag containing the porn star into the hearse and made his way back to the funeral home. Arriving there he unloaded the bag and placed it on the embalming table. Unzipping the bag; he rolled the luscious corpse over so he could remove the bag from under her. After removed the bag; he rolled Rita Lynn back to the center of the table and placed a neck block behind her neck. He stepped back to have a real good look at her. She had a very nice tan and her body was extremely sexy. John was getting a hard on just looking at her. Her sexy big tits were extremely firm for a woman in her thirties who had several kids. She had a well manicured light brown patch of pubic hair just above her slit. John was so horny and wanted Rita Lynn so much he couldn't wait any longer. Locking the doors to the embalming room area so Mrs. Purvis the funeral home secretary or anyone else wouldn't wander in; he returned to the table and removed his pants and undershorts. His long hard dick was at full attention. He kissed Rita Lynn's pouty slightly parted cold lips and then walked around to the end of the table and spread her luscious legs apart with the knees bent to open her outer pussy lips as much as possible. Laying across the table between her open legs; he began to kiss, lick and suck on the cold dead pussy. It had a soapy perfumey taste and smell to it. John fingers asian parted the inner lips and he thrust his tongue as deep as possible into Rita Lynn's lovehole. Once she was properly lubricated; he crawled up between her legs and lowered himself over her buxom body. Slowly he inserted his long bulging dick into Rita Lynn's cunt as he caressed the nipples of her big tits with his hands. John began to slowly pump his dick in and out of Rita Lynn's delicious pussy as looked down upon his lovely "client". Such flawless skin he had rarely seen. He looked at her bright facial red fingernails and toenails. His tempo now increased such that he was hitting bottom on every stroke. Although she wasn't the tightest he had ever fucked; her pussy sure did feel mighty fine. John knew from from the sensation in his balls and dick that it wouldn't be much longer before he would cum. He modified his tempo so his strokes were more slow and deliberate. As he was about to explode; he rammed his hot rod as deep inside Rita Lynn's hole as possible and felt the cumshot hot seed spurting inside her. John lifted himself from the corpse crawled down from the table and put his underwear and pants back on. He could see his cum leaking from Rita Lynn's pussy down into the crack of her ass and onto the table. He walked around to the head of the table and again kissed Rita Lynn's blowjob lips and grabbed her ample bosoms with his hands and exclaimed "you're a mighty fine piece of ass, Rita Lynn". John now took the sprayer hose and washed the corpse paying particular attention to her vagina. Inserting the nozzle into the opening; he changed the spray to a stream until the water draining out became clear at which time he stopped the water flow and began to towel dry the beautiful female remains that lay before him. John got on the phone and called Jeff Ayers to set up a time for making the arrangements for his wife. Jeff indicated that he would come to the funeral home if that was OK. Jeff arrived a short time later and indicated that he wanted his wife's body embalmed for a viewing and open casket funeral. But what Jeff asked for next surprised John. 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I guess the stress of hiding her bisexual desires from me, and pretending that she hated lesbians, had added asian a few pounds on her. “You can return to class, Stacie.” She gave me a tight smile. Tonight was the night she’d confront him. I had never shave my pussy before, it felt cool, smooth, sexy, and sensitive. I didn’t want her to know I sneaked up on her, “Your idiot shit boyfriend almost ran over me. I was standing by the big tree, I was there the whole time.” She stopped breathing, her face transformed into a mask of misery, tears begin to flow. It was a legal mark of ownership for Conservatives, a way for everyone to know that she belonged to these two. I rarely did. With this he would forget that my face was obscured and be grateful for my concern for his health. Friggin' imports. Margaret stayed next to me, which made me ask her, “I got the impression that you’re not married, yet here you are. I was at her office door at the appointed time and anxiously knocked. 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