Authors Note: The story you are about to read is fantasy fiction. The events never happened and are only a product of my sometimes vivid imagination.
Part I: Hospital Morgue
Picture this! You've just come on duty as the night shift morgue attendant. The phone rings; they have a client for you that was DOA at the emergency room. You arrive at the elevator and take possession of the body and roll it into the morgue. You roll the gurney up next to one of the stainless steel tables and remove the sheet. Imagine the shock as you are staring at an incredibly beautiful woman! She is tall and well tanned with shoulder length dark brown hair with soft curled ends and clad in a tight royal blue v-neck sweater that accentuates her well endowed breasts, a black pleated short miniskirt, sheer stockings that cover her long luscious legs and black leather classic pump hi heels. Her long finger nails are polished darkcherry red. You think she looks like an actress you've seen in a movie; it takes you a minute for it to come to you. She resembles Linda Fiorentino; the beautiful, tall, leggy brunette morgue attendant in "Men In Black" who became Will Smoth's partner at the end. Only this woman is even more beautiful. You take another moment for the lust inside you to build. You then pick up the purse beside her on the gurney and find a billfold inside that identifies her as Michelle Marsten, 28 yrs old, and a picture of 2 school age children is visible. Flipping it over you see a picture of Michelle in an embrace with a tall dark haired man. You glance at her hand that is folded across her chest and note the diamond engagement ring and wedding band on her finger. At this point you become a little sad. What a pity! But his loss is your gain. You replace the billfold in the purse and place both in a plastic bag. Grasping the lovely soccer mom under her armpits; you transfer her fresh corpse from the gurney to the stainless steel table. You look at her more closely and the only visible trauma is to the left side of her head; a small stream of congealed blood from her left nostril, left ear and the left side of her mouth. You remove her jewelry; first the small pierced earrings, then her pendant necklace and you lift her cold hand and remove her watch and rings; placing all of them in a plastic bag. You grasp each stocking clad foot and remove her hi heels and place each open shoe to your nostrils and inhale the aroma combination of her shoes, stockings and feet. Your manhood is getting harder by the minute. Placing the shoes in a plastic bag; you lift her tight sweater and then the black camisole underneath ;pull them up until her breasts clad in a lacey black bra are exposed. Grabbing her hands; you sit her up and pull the sweater and camisole off over her head and reach behind and unsnap the bra before lowering her back on the table. Grabbing the straps; you pull the bra off her breasts and arms and lay it aside. There before you is one of the most magnificent sets of tits you've ever seen; not huge but incredibly firm and sticking straight up. Your gloved hands reach out and grab them and give them a gentle squeeze that sends a shudder of pleasure through you body. You feel a drop of precum leaking from you long hard dick. You pry you hands away and unsnap and unzip her miniskirt and pull it and her black halfslip down over her shapely hips and off over her feet. You grow more excited by the minute. This beautiful corpse is now clad in only her black lace french cut panties and lace topped thigh high stockings. Your fingers grasp the hem of her panties and pull them down off her hips, legs and feet. You place them to your nose and inhale the heavenly aroma of her crotch. This make you want to smell the real things so you spread her long lovely legs apart to have a better look and you crawl up between them from the foot end of the table. You are now staring at the fully open outer pussy lips and partially open inner lips with a patch of well manicured brown pubic hair above her slit. The sexy aroma of her pussy is driving you wild. You want to have her so bad. You haven't had any pussy, a live or dead, in a while. You wonder when was the last time her husband fucked this beautuful lady. So why shouldn't you have her? She's not going to refuse and dead women tell no tales.
Your lust wins out. You decide that you want to fuck her with her hi heels on and so you retrieve them and place them on her stocking clad feet. You lock the door entering the morgue and scoop the dark haired beauty in your arms and carry her corpse to a small room in the corner with a bed in it. You place her gently on the bed arranging her arms to her side and spreading her shapely tanned legs and thighs apart. You remove your gloves and lab coat and all the rest of your clothes and shoes wind up in a pile in the floor so you are now standing there completely naked with a long hard throbbing penis. Your fingers open the eyelids of your soon-to-be necrolover and you observe her beautiful dark brown glassy eyes staring straight out into space. You crawl onto the bed from the foot end; your fingers spread wide her inner pussy lips and you bury your tongue inside the cool clammy crevice and you suck, lick and lubricate her cunt to your hearts desire. Your hands rub the stocking clad thighs and then you massage her sexy breasts as your tongue continues to lubricate her. You decide you can't wait any longer so you position your body with your hot rod at the opening to her slit and slowly grind your meat into her pussy hole. You now begin to stroke and pump the beautiful corpse as you look into her lifeless eyes. Her nipples and aureola sway as you increase your tempo. She is pretty tight for a woman with 2 children. Your turn your head and watch your prick as you stroke in and out of her pussy. You gaze at her long legs and down to her hi heels. You need to fill her full of your cum. It is feeling so good! You pound your dick hard and deep with each stroke. You think about how you would have liked to have fucked Michelle Marsten when she was alive. You bend your neck and kiss and suck her nipples as you continue to pump her delicious cunt. You feel your seed burning inside you as bury your dick as deep as possible and grind your self against her clitoris and feel the onset of a powerful orgasm. Your organ erupts globs of hot sticky cum and you moan with extasy. You have the urge to keep pumping and you do so until you're finished cumming. You could almost swear that you feel her dead pussy pulsing and contracting around your rod. Your penis is throbbing but it is a good throb. You're almost dizzy; it was that good! You almost doze off on top of her but suddenly you hear the phone ring.
You withdraw from her and run and answer it. Another body being brought down so you dress quickly and go to the elevator to retrieve it. Returning to the morgue you relock the door and remove the sheet from the corpse and observe that is a very elderly woman. Quite a contrast to the luscious soccer mom you have in the next room. You return to her and see your cum leaking from her well filled hole onto the bed. You look at her and say aloud "Michelle Marsten; your body is M'mm M'mm good. Even indescribably delicious; I would say". Of course she doesn't answer and keeps staring into space. Time to get to work though. You pick the lovely corpse up and carry her back to the stainless steel table. You now remove her hi heels and slowly roll her stockings down the shapely legs and remove them. You notice her toenails painted the same cherry red as her finernails. You suck on her toes for a few moments and then you place her stockings to your nostrils and inhale the aroma. You're turned on by the smell of nylons and how they feel to your hands. But enough fun. Back to work. You clean the congealed blood from her face with soap and warm water and now spray the rest of her corpse with warm water and soap before inserting the nozzle into her sticky pussy and washing as much of your sticky cum down the drain as possible. You rinse her again with warm water and then towel her dry. You again think what a shame that a woman with as beautiful body as this one is dead but you're glad you got a chance to screw her. If it hadn't been you; somebody else would probably have done it. Oh well; you open a drawer, place her in it and cover her. You call the funeral home listed on the paperwork and leave a message that the family of Michelle Marsten has requested their services. You know that her corpse will chill overnight until the funeral home receives the message the next morning and comes to retrieve her. You return to your other client.
Part II: The Marsten Home
Picture This! You're Michelle Marsten's husband Brad. It's almost 3Am and you're in bed trying to catch a little sleep. The bed's so empty without Michelle. You recall with almost disbelief about 7Pm last evening at your son's basketball game when you heard there had been a car accident down the street and you found out it was Michelle. She had been on her way from work to the game. You ran up the street and got close enough to see her in the van before you were restrained. Your mother-in-law went home with you to help with the children. They had just cried themselves to sleep about an hour ago. You don't know how you're going to survive without Michelle. Your thoughts drift back to to when you met Michelle 12 years ago. It was the first day of your sophomore year. You walk into Geometry class and there in front of you is this beautiful, tall leggy brunette with prominent tits. You strike up a conversation with her and get up the courage to ask her for a date. You're thrilled when she accepts and the two of you were inseparable from that day on. You find out that the guys at school refer to Michelle as "Thunder Tits". On your third date with Michelle; you ask her which movie she wants to see. Suprisingly; she picks a strangler movie that you've heard is not for the squeamish. During the movie you notice that she is smiling and on the edge of her seat each time a young lady is erotically strangled in the film. You discover that she is turned on by erotic death; especially stranglings. Your relationship blossoms and you become engaged and subsequently marry during your sophomore year in college. You doze for a little bit and then awaken with Michelle still on your mind .
You remember 3 weeks ago on Valentine's day which also is your wedding anniversary. You had been called out of town 2 days before for an emergency set of business meetings to discuss problems on the west coast. That sure screwed up what you wanted to plan for your anniversary; not knowing if you'd be home that day or not. Early in the day you were able to wrap things up. You called Michelle; she was ecstatically happy and would meet you at the airport. You arrive that evening about 7. Michelle is there waiting in the car. You get in on the passenger side and give her a volumptuous kiss and start apologizing. She puts her finger over your mouth and tells you it's OK. It's then that you notice she's wearing a trenchcoat with dark hose and black hi-heels. At this point she open's the trenchcoat to show you that the only thing she's wearing are the barely black thigh-hi's and hi heels. Her tits are perky as usual. You cop a fell of her tits, her soft bush and her luscious thighs as she pulls out of the airport parking garage. She tells you that she's got a special evening planned. Just sit back and enjoy it. She drives you to luxury hotel downdown and takes you up to one of the penthouse suites. Going inside; she takes you into the bedroom. You grab her and hug her lifting her off the floor. After a long embrace; she sits you down on the bed and slowly undresses you. Her hands feel so good on your body. You feel the tension start to loosen from the hurried day and the long flight. Your lovely wife kneels on the floor between your legs and takes your partially erect penis in her hand and begins to stroke it slowly and gently. It hardens and lengthens rapidly and soon she begins to lick first the head and then the shaft and to suck your balls. She's driving you wild as she returns to the head and goes down on it with her sexy mouth. She drives your stiff dick deep into her throat as one of her hands caress your thighs. Wow! What a homecoming! She alternates sucking you and stroking your rod with her hand until she knows your close to cumming. She then caresses your balls with one hand while her lips close tightly around your rod. At this point; you look into her beautiful brown eyes as your semen erupts into her mouth. She removes her mouth from your dick as it continues to spurt your cum and take it into her hand again until you've shot your wad. Michelle then licks her lips and crawls up beside you and you hold her close.
After a few minutes; Michelle crawl off the bed and tells you this evening is just beginning. She picks up a robe, hands it to you and tells you to take a relaxing shower, then dress in the robe and let her know before you are ready to come out. You cheerfully comply and when you return; she leads you into the candlelit dining room and sits you at a table for two. You sit there gleaming as she serves your favorite steak dinner wonderfully prepared complete with your favorite wine. It's just like a second honey moon as the two of you passionately gaze at each other during dinner. After dinner Michelle excuses herself to the bedroom and asks you to wait until she calls before entering. Again you gladly comply and when you enter the bedroom; Michelle is lying across the bed in the lacy white knee-length dress, white stockings and white heels she wore for your wedding. The only difference is that Michelle has a red scarf tied aroound her lovely neck. It's been a real turn-on for both of over the years for Michelle to pretend she's been strangled with you finding her, stripping her and fucking her delicious "corpse". She's excellent as a pretend "necrolover". You enter the room and crawl onto the bed. You feel precum drip from your excited stiff rod. You give Michelle a soft gentle kiss on the lips and slowly gently lift her to remove her dress. You've gotten good at this over the years. With her dress removed; Michelle is now clad in her strapless white bra and lacy white panties with white lacy thigh-hi's covering her shapely long legs. Your hands slowly unsnap the clasps on the center front of the bra and you pull the cups aside releasing her marvelous "Thunder Tits". You grasp them gently with your hands and you feel your penis tingle with delight. You suck each excited nipple for a few minutes before leaving them. Your hands grasp the waistband of Michelle's panties and you slowly pull them down over her hips and off over her feet. You smell her scent on the crotch before discarding the panties. Positioning the "corpse" with her lovely legs spread; your hands caress her neatly manicured bush before your finger starts to caress her clitoris. You feel the hot wetness of her womanhood as your tongue enters her pussy and you taste her delicious juices. You now insert your finger slowly but deeply and pump it in and out a few times before deciding she's ready. You mount your "dead" wife and pump her slowly but passionately as your fingers caress her "Thunder Tits" and luscious thighs. She is as lovely as the day you married her. You look at her closed eyes and the red scarf as you softly kiss her lips and each side of her neck. As usual Michelle is having trouble remaining "dead" at this point. Her body is betraying her. You grind your hard dick against her clitoris as Michelle's beautiful brown eyes suddenly open and you feel her "dead" pussy quiver from the onset of a powerful orgasm. At that moment; your excited organ shoots her full of your hot gooey seed. Michelle grabs you, moans softly and holds you tight as her well-lubed pussy continues to pulsate as if to squeeze the last drop of cum from you. You withdraw from her and lay beside her with your bodies entwined as you kiss and then drift off to sleep. You awake late the next morning and spend the rest of the day in bed pleasing each other. What a weekend!
But now your thoughts are jolted back to reality. This is no pretend. Your lovely wife is really dead. It's somewhat ironic that she loved to play dead. You wonder if she suffered; you hope she didn't. You think about how your two young children will cope with the loss of their wonderful mom. You wish you could hold her right now but you know that's not possible. You think about the funeral arrangements and then finally drift off to sleep for a few hours.
Part III: Funeral Home
Picture This! You're the owner and operator of Woodlawn Funeral Service. You just checked the answering machine as you walked in the door this morning and listened to a message from local hospital morgue that the family of Michelle Marsten has requested your services to handle her funeral arrrangements. You get the hearse ready and head toward the hospital. As you drive along you think about Michelle. You've known her and her family for at least a dozen years. They lived just down the street from you for several years. You remember how Michelle looked as a 18 year old in a bikini. What a body even then; tall, tanned with curves in all the right places. You recall the last time you saw her was about 6 weeks ago at her grandmother's funeral. She was deliciously dressed in a black mini skirt with matching black jacket and white blouse and barely black sheer stockings and black hi-heels. What a babe! She looked so beautiful and very fuckable and so full of life as you stood in your usual place in the corner and lusted after her sexy body. You arrive at the hospital morgue and load the body bag containing Michelle Marsten's corpse in the hearse and start back to the funeral home. You can hardly wait to see her naked body, feel her, fuck her and what ever else you can think of. You think a moment of her husband Brad. You remember they were high school sweethearts and married during their second year of college. You'll need to call him concerning the arrangements but you won't be in a big hurry; you'll have to check Michelle out first. You arrive back at the funeral home and unload the gurney containing the body bag; roll it into the prep room and unzip the bag; letting it fall to the side. You are not disappointed; there in front of you is quite probably the most beautiful corpse you have ever seen. Her shoulder length dark brown hair, her firm perky breasts, such flawless tanned flesh and her long legs captivate you and you stand there for a moment salivating. After a moment; your fingers open her lifeless brown eyes and you plant a quick kiss on her parted red lips. You unzip and drop your pants and remove your undershorts and release your aching cock. You take Michelle's cold stiffening right hand and place it around your erect organ and say" I've got something for you Michelle that's just your size". With your other hand you squeeze first one of her perfect tits and then the other. Mighty fine! You now turn the luscious corpse over on her stomach and admire her shapely ass. You run your hand through her crack; it feels so soft. You decide you want to fuck her in the ass first. You swing the corpse around until her legs are off one side of the gurney and her feet are touching the floor while her head and breasts are swinging off the other side. You place a glob of KY Jelly on the head of your long hard rod and walk up behind Michelle's corpse; part her curvaceous ass cheeks and thrust inside her and pound your big dick up her luscious rump. You wonder if Michelle allowed her husband to have her this way or if this is a virgin asshole that you're fucking. You lean across her back and grab her luscious tits with your hands and continue to pound your meat into her. You feel your orgasm start to build and you thrust deep as your cock erupts and fills Michelle's lovely asshole with your hot sticky cum. You feel your rod still pulsing as you squeeze your necrolover tight. You then withdraw from her ass and pick her up and place her on the prep table with her feet just off the end. You walk around to the end of the table and place your cock between her cold feet and squeeze her feet against it as you thrust. But you stop abruptly as the phone rings; it's Brad Marsten calling about his wife's arrangements. Normally you'd would be calling him. He asks to come to there to discuss arrangements. You hang up the phone; clean yourself up and set about making sure Michelle is presentable to her husband if her asks to see her. You've got a feeling that he will. You wash your cum off her feet and then turn her over on her side and stick the nozzle of the hose up her ass and flush her until the water is clear. You then dry her off; turn her on her back again, place her hands across her chest and cover her with a sheet.
Brad Marsten arrives and you let him in. You express your deepest sympathy as you direct him into the office to discuss the arrangements. Brad wants an open casket so the lovely Michelle will be embalmed. It is decided that the funeral will be on Monday at 11:00 AM and the receiving of friends/viewing will be on Sunday Evening from 6:30 until 8:30. You then direct Brad to the casket selection room and he picks out a beautiful silver gray casket. You and Brad agree that he will bring Michelle's funeral garments, makeup/lipstick and a glamour photo of her there tomorrow morning (Sunday) around 9AM. Brad then let's you know that he has several requests. First; he'd like to see Michelle now and have a little time alone with her corpse. Second; when he brings her burial outfit; he'd like to be the one that dresses her. Third; he'd like for the bottom lid to be left open until time for burial. You indicate that while a couple of his requests are a little unusual; you will grant them. You figure that's the least you can do considering what he's going through. You take Brad through the double doors into the prep room where Michelle's sheet covered corpse lies on the prep table. You slide the sheet down to the top of Michelle's buxom breasts and you see the pain, undying love and also the lust in her husband's eyes. You tell him to stay as long as he wants and that you will be in you office when he is finished. You've allowed private viewings many times before when you felt you could trust the viewer not to broadcast it. You lock the outside door, ensure the answering machine is turned on and return to your office and close and lock the door before sitting in your desk chair and opening the cabinet beside you. You turn on the monitor and adjust the picture of Brad Marsten standing beside his wife's corpse just before you see him lean over and kiss her lovingly on the lips. You hear him softly say "I love you so much Michelle and I want to love your beautiful body one more time even though you're dead. You're so beautiful baby". You think, "Dam; this could get interesting. Your eyes follow his hands as he removes the sheet from the love of his life and lifts her head and shoulders and hugs her cold body. You see his fingers fondle her breasts and then move down her tanned abdomen and brush her small soft bush before caressing her shapely thighs. At this point; you see his middle finger slowly enter her slit and slide inside her cold dead vagina. You find yourself getting aroused. Your view shows Brad lay his lovely wife back on the table and spread her long shapely legs before burying his face into her cold dead cunt. You watch, getting more aroused all the while, as he eats her pussy and then as he gets up, takes off his pants and mounts his beautiful dead wife and lovingly fucks her corpse until you see him quiver as an orgasm overtakes him. You're so excited you can hardly stand it. After filling his lovely Michelle full of hot cum for the last time; you see her husband withdraw and get his pants back on before holding her stiffening hand and kissing her cherry red lips. He then whispers "I'm so sorry you're dead; I love you more than life itself". At this point he looks around and gets some soft paper towels from the sink nearby. With them you see him spread her pussy lips and wipe as much goo as he can from her cummy pussy before wiping up what had dripped on the table. Your eyes observe Brad position Michelle as close as possible to the way you had laid her and then stare at her a moment before covering her up.
You see him start to leave the room and stop the VCR and close the doors to hide the monitor. After seeing Brad out; you return to the prep room and uncover Michelle. You're still excited from seeing her husband screwing her and besides he's got her lubed up for you. You shed your pants, your erect prick is ready for this lovely soccer mom's dead cummy pussy so you waste no time crawling between her legs and sticking it in her. Her firm tits sway as you hunch her and then ejaculate your sticky hot semen deep into her lovely cunt hole. You withdraw and replace your pants. You gaze at the best piece of ass you have ever laid eyes on or screwed. She is the picture of elegant loveliness. But now you have to go to work. You set up to start the embalming. You make the incisions in the lovely neck and commence the pump and drain. Meanwhile; you wash globs of semen from Michelle's pussy until the water draining is clear. You insert the tube up inside the vaginal canal until it is resting against the cervix and the plugged end barely protrudes from the outer lips of the vagina. You suture the outer vaginal lips tightly around the tube and seal the crevice with glue. Having finshed the pump and drain; you seal the incisions in the neck and turn the lovely corpse over on her stomach to install the rectal tube. You slide in the length of tube until the plugged end is barely sticking out between the soft ass cheeks. A little glue around the tube and her rectum is sealed. You now turn Michelle over so she is lying on her back and open her mouth and force a plug down her lovely throat before sealing and closing her sexy mouth. Next the insect spray soaked cotton balls are inserted and packed deep into each nostril. Now you open the lifeless eyelids revealing those beautiful but glassy brown eyes. You pop the eyeballs out and detach each one and replace them with oval inserts before sealing the eyelids shut. The embalming of beautiful soccer mom Michelle Marsten is complete. All her lovely orifices are sealed. You transfer her to the cooler until tomorrow morning when her brings her things. You lock up and go home for the night.
The next morning you awaken thinking about Michelle. You arrive at the funeral home around 7Am and immediately take Michelle's embalmed corpse out of the cooler and uncover it. You're horny for her but all her orifices are closed and sealed. Not to be denied; you remove your pants and shorts and crawl up on the tablewith her and straddle her cool lean abdomen and position your erect prick between the sexy tits and grasp her tits and squeeze them against your rod. You pump your long, hard rod between her delicious mammaries. You feel the cold dead flesh tightly against your hot rod. Ooh, it feels so good! Your orgasm comes quickly and you shoot globs of sticky cum all over the corpse's lovely chest. Mighty fine! You crawl down from the table, replace your pants and then get a warm cloth and wash your cum from Michelle's chest, dry her and cover her with a sheet. You've several things to do before her husband arrives at 9 AM with her clothes .
At a few minutes before 9 Brad Marsten arrives with Michelle's funeral garments and you let him in and lead him to the prep room. You uncover his lovely wife's embalmed corpse and ask him if he needs any further help from you at this time. You tell him you will be in your office when he has finshed dressing her and leave the room. You enter you office; turn on the monitor showing the prep room and start the tape. You watch as Brad lovingly holds Michelle's hand, gives her a short but passionate kiss on the lips and says "I Love you Michelle, I wish there was someway I could keep you." You watch Brad then pick up a pair of red lacy french cut panties, slide them on over her sexy feet and then up her long legs. You see him stop and stare at Michelle's plugged vagina, You observe him reach down and lightly kiss her brown bush before sliding the panties up over his wife's shapely hips and into place. You now view him kiss the nipple of each luscious breast before placing a red lacy stapless bra in place over each mouth watering tit and lifting Michelle to strap it in place. Your cock is getting mighty uncomfortable in your pants as you watch him roll a pair of long, sheer barely there thigh hi stockings with lace tops up his dead wife's long, curvaceous, tanned legs. You see him now sit lovely Michelle up and watch as he hugs her tightly for a few moments before placing the opening of a red v-neck sweater over her head and arms and pulling it down into place before slowly lowering her back prone on the table. From your vantage point; you lustfully watch him slide the black minishirt over her feet and legs and maneuver it over the shapely thighs before snapping/zipping it. 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 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 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 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 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 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. You also notice several young men who've been in the viewing line several times who leave the room and return 10 or 15 minutes later. You know what they're thinking and doing. Can you blame them with the most beautiful piece of female flesh lying there in the casket for them to lust after? They'd like to do more than lust. You get numerous compliments throughout the evening on how lovely Michelle Marsten looks and how she looks as though she's only sleeping and not dead at all. As the viewing ends you see the family out, lock up and return to Michelle. Your penis is at full alert as you touch her face. You pull out your rod and begin to masturbate standing beside the casket. As you get close to orgasm you pull off one of Michelle's red high heels and your cock erupts into the shoe. Once you've finished you wipe most of the cum from the shoe and place it back on her foot. Your lust satisfied once more; you lock up and leave for the night.
Part IV: Funeral/Conclusion
On Monday at 11Am; a lovely funeral service was held for Mrs. Michelle Marsten. The First Presbyterian Church Sanctuary was packed. Her husband Brad placed a red rose in her hand and kissed her on the lips just before the casket was closed for the last time. Michelle's beautiful body was laid to rest for eternity in the church cemetary.
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