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Her mouth gaped slightly open in a silent scream of agony, gasping for air that would never come and she seemed to have an expression of mild surprise, with her pale blue eyes staring tightly in pain, unfocused, off into the distance somewhere and her face still wet with tears, and it was clear she had suffered greatly in her final moments. She was dead. He now looked her over more. I ran my hand through her flowing golden hair, which felt Fingering like silk, and down her waxen face. There was clotting blood on the left side of her head where she had banged it on the window. He also noted blood dripping from her left nostril and the left corner of her mouth. No other visible wounds though. She was a looker; what a shame that someone as beautiful as her had lost their life here. God, he thought, she's got great long shapely legs, the legs of a dancer, he couldn't believe he was this attracted to a dead woman; but living out in the wilderness had taken its toll. He hadn't seen a woman this beautiful in a long time. His ex-wife had been attractive but this one put her to shame. This one wouldn't object to anything that was done to her japanese now. What a perfect lover! You plant a quick kiss on her red lips. Suddenly Clint decided he was going to take her back to his cabin. He retrieved her purse from the car and then hoisted and slung Abigail's lovely corpse over his left shoulder like a sack of potatoes. Her purse was black and shiny, just like her shoes, and the strap was a thin metal chain. With King in the lead; he made his way back down to the creek and walked in it a ways before heading up the mountain toward his cabin. After stopping several times to rest; he came over the last little hill above the cabin. It was nestled in a deep forest surrounded by giant evergreens with a creek running nearby. Clint had rigged up a hand pump in the cabin so he didn't have to go down to the creek to have water. Clint entered the front door and placed his rifle in the corner. He carried her up the stairs and through into the main room where He walked over near the bed and lay Abigail's lovely corpse on a large wooden chair. Now to clean her up a little he thought. After filling a washpan with water; Clint began to gently wash the blood from the side of Abigail's face, the corners of her mouth and her left nostril. Once that was done; he washed and cleaned the blood from her hair and dried her face and hair as much as possible. Those sightless eyes kept looking straight at me, like they teen were still full of life, asking me what happened. I sat next to her now, lifted her up and draped Abigail over my lap as though she and I were fooling around. I got her head against my shoulder as though we were necking. I put my arms around her and pulled her cold, limp body to me. My lips began to nibble on Abigail's left ear, then kiss her cheek as my right hand caressed her right breast through the sweater. I kissed her cold slightly parted lips, then gently pulled her chin down, and kissed her over and over again, one hand asian behind her head holding it from flopping back. I don’t know how, but it kept getting better. I stayed that way for a while, embracing poor, cold, dead Abigail. Funny thing you know, Abigail, even cold and dead, was very exciting. I felt myself becoming aroused and then very aroused by this naked stiff in my arms. Well, at that stage she wasn't actually stiff, just cold and floppy. I felt uncomfortable, but good, with an erection and the cause of it, laying against me, quite, quite dead. After a few minutes of kissing; I began to massage her breasts through her sweater and slowly pulled it up to reveal them. My hands caressed her cold dead tits and I kissed and sucked on the nipples. My dick was getting uncomfortable in my pants so I let it out and clamped Abigail's stiffening fingers around my erect rod. He let me lean against him. Sometimes after sex, he would have me climb under his desk and spend time sucking on his spent cock, sucking his asian balls, or both until he was hard enough to fuck again. finis Or even than following that fat Goblin” "It's so long and thick!" Nicole and I – same way. I only hoped japanese my wife was willing to share my cock with our little girl. “I'm your girlfriend, Samantha. "How do you know what I—" She was even more surprised when she got to the house. He pointed over toward his room. After I exploded and came down from my teen reverie a bit, I stayed inside her and collapsed on top of her. As I got up I looked around and we were still alone. I rubbing her back as her head bob up and down in my lap "that feels nice" I said. I leaned forward and crushed my mouth to hers as I began to match her strokes with my own. "Good!" Get the stuff out.” I got myself ready and lay on the bed waiting. deion. Fingering As I busied myself at the stove I heard my husband say, "she is in the kitchen, just go on through," before shouting, "it's our neighbour honey."