She was dead and available and couldn't defend herself. The horny mortician now turned his attention to my lovely wife's crotch. Grasping her asian panties by the waistband he pulled the soaking garment off her revealing that fact that Anita's corpse was still leaking urine. George obtained a tube and I watched his hands spread my wife's lovely thighs apart; locate her urethra and insert the tube into her bladder. He placed his hand just above the top of her blonde pubic hair and pressed firmly. The leakage from the tube became a steady stream before slowing to a trickle. Rolling Anita over onto her stomach with her sexy butt in view allowed the remaining urine to completely drain. Satisfied; he rolled her on her back and removed the tube before taking a soapy washclothe and bathing cumshot the genital area. I was shocked and initially outraged at what amateur 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 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 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 belt, white lacey stockings and white heels from the bag. Her father maneuvered my wife's lovely corpse and placed 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 japanese erect organ to enter her luscious pussy hole until my dick was fully inserted up to Hardcore the base. My head was arranged so that my lips were against Anita's left cheek as if I was kissing her face. Bree moaned when he sucked her japanese hooped nipples into his mouth. The mere sentence itself sent chills down my legs as my dick grew harder and larger. “Pink in the middle & sweet as sugar”, he says, walking back to his desk. I glanced down. It's been so long! I quietly got out of bed. The vassal territories of cumshot the Great Forest were amateur mercantile lands then, and the governors there ruled by the doctrine of capitalism. Are you going to destroy my marriage?" I had her bound, tied and yet even though she was secured and in theory this should have meant I was in control, the way she looked at me made me feel that I was only in control because she was letting me. Hardcore I moved to asian her side and slowly massaged her breasts, first one, then the other until once again she was sighing and moaning at my touch. "Ow, ow!"