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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 shower Brad Marsten arrives with Michelle's funeral garments and you let him in and lead him to strip 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 teen 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 amateur and lightly kiss her brown bush before sliding the panties softcore 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. Jill kissed me, grabbed a cup of coffee and headed to the office to log onto her computer. “Well sir, that sounds shower like a lot of fun. “A type of Frosty morning,” Boris replied swiftly. Your periods are not due for 2 weeks?” Prema asked. Vanessa didn’t relax into him; instead spoke the words that strip made Frank’s own frame go rigid. I touched her, she puffed air into my lungs then pulled away “You better get away, we can’t do stuff, not with them awake.” They all turned to me. Every time Sonja got close to me, Momo would get closer. I’d have amateur given teen my life to spare you what’s ahead with her.” “There, there, see? Morgan couldn't look away. Her hands clenched into fists and her head tossed wildly from side to side in the inky interior. I coughed “That’s good to hear, I’m sure he would be pleased to know.” After her meal the fighter lead her with me in the rear to the armory down stairs. The taste was powerfully softcore salty and she cringed and gagged but he only continued to push it deeper and deeper using his grip on her hair to keep her from pulling back. Dakota was happy. "Good... damn it!" There's a woman standing there completely naked asking if she can join in the fun. I cupped her cheeks. Rubbed it. If you’re willing to hack the system a little, put in some effort and clever thinking, you can make it feel pretty much like a real body. Not waiting to be asked, I started rubbing my wet pussy and teasing my nipples. You're my student, so I don't think it would be wise to go there." The next was a pants and blouse combination that hung loosely on her frame, the blouse sagged and the pants were baggy in the butt; she wasn't very nice looking. Momentarily forgetting their differences as they worked together to best abuse the lovely boy at their mercy. It was amazing, allowed me to put Becky's cherry popping on display for the entire school to witness. It was incredible. “May I have my own clothes back?” she asked, with a boldness she did not feel under his piercing gaze.