You watch Brad lovingly kiss the stocking clad feet before placing a pair of red heels on her feet. You see Brad lift Michelle's head and arrange her shoulder-length hair to place a pendant necklace around the lovely neck and then attach a matching pair of earrings to her earlobes. This has gotten you so excited you're wiggling in your chair as you see him close the garment bags and start out the door. You quickly turn off the vcr and monitor, close the cabinet door and unlock the office door just before Brad knocks to indicate he's finshed. You both return to the prep room and you compliment Brad on his black choice of funeral attire for his wife. You take the Glamour photo of Michelle and start the application of makeup, blush, eyeshadow and eyeliner to make her look like the photo. You touch up the cherry red lipstick on her cold dead lips. You now brush and style her shoulder length brown hair. Now you step back to have a look. Truly a very beautiful corpse ready small for viewing. With a tear in his eye; you get a nod of approval from Brad. You ask Brad if he would like to carry Michelle's corpse to her coffin and of course he says yes. You accompany Brad as he carries his lovely wife for the last time and direct him to the open casket in the viewing room where Michelle will "lay a corpse". After Brad lowers asian her into the casket; you arrange her with those luscious long legs together, her hands across her abdomen and her head on the pillow. Brad compliments you on how beautiful his wife looks and you note to him that you had a most beautiful lady to work with. You see him out and then set about your other work for the day. At petite about 6:30 that evening the guests start to arrive for Michelle Marsten's viewing. You stand at your usual place in the corner to check out any of the sexy females you can see. You lust at Michelle's older sister Vickie; quite lovely tits in short black dress and black heels and her younger stunning blonde cousin Chrissy clad in a dark blue business suit, white blouse and black heels. Through the evening you see a number of beautiful women you'd like to fuck either alive or dead. She gripped me hard in the middle of her snatch, so tight right there. Her eyes widened and she heard him chuckle slightly as she drew in a short breath. “Grab my cock,” he growled. He didn’t answer. He went very quiet, and she looked at him. Gopi slowly moved back his cock almost to the entrance and then commenced the inward stroke, gaining an additional centimeter or two. I pulled my hand away, and she smiled ruefully. “No sir,” Magda turned her face away from the spectacle to lap at the blood and piss pooling around her spread-eagled form and her fingers delved into the moist folds of her cunt. "No. You still don't get it,do you? “Yeah, kid.” She squeezed Brie in return. Jerry's hot cum served as the small lubricant between the girl's titties as they pressed their nipples together. He looked down to see her looking at him with cum running off her face and down her neck. Kayleigh reluctantly turned around and asian stuck her juicy ass out the window. I told her how beautiful she was and how I had black dreamed about her many times. I lifted my head, stars bursting in my eyes. On those nights I would go to my sister’s room and fall asleep with her hands over my ears. She said if I get the shower ready, would you come in? I petite said sure, she said even if I turn the light off? Small quiet moans were just audible. My heart sank. I just had tits to keep on hoping, but that hope was running out. But this was what counted the most, the final exercise. In short, even dressed as professionally as she knew how, Laura still looked eminently fuckable. It is in the making. Now Mahesh was 18 years old.