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It rose to about level with the second floor and led to a secured door. I out of reflex reached out to the door handle and with only touching it the door opened on its own. Inside I found a surprisingly spacious room set up as a sort of taxidermy salon. This gave me an instant set of disturbed sensibilities, especially when I noticed in the corner of the room an obviously treated body of an adult woman. It was perfectly done and dressed in a very beguiling way. This made me feel sick at heart. The thought that my dear uncle might have abused and killed this adult, but still young woman. But, using my occasionally recessive good sense, I took a picture of it with my cell phone and withdrew from the room to think this over. I then planned a trip to the library to try to secretly access information there to determine what had gone on in this case. That evening, I indicated to Ashley that I had some research to do at the library and that she could accompany me, if she would like to do so. They have a very large array of women’s magazines there I informed her. She said that she might like to do so at another time, but had some serious communicating to accomplish while I was gone, so I left and arrived there alone. I used my secondary membership card under an assumed name for the research that I would never want to be traced back to me. I knew that they cleaned the tops of the keyboards every night, so my fingerprints were of no concern to me. I entered the local newspaper site and looked under missing women. There was a lengthy list, but none of the pictures matched the lady in question. So, I widened out to neighboring towns and soon found what I was looking for. There was an account of a young woman, the one that I had the picture of who had died of an unexpected cerebral hemorrhage a number of years ago. And the bereaved family was shocked that her body had disappeared from the mortuary where she had been planned to be cremated. There were rumors of an aged lover of hers, but he had never been identified. They just hoped that the body wasn’t going to be used for some unpleasant sexual purposes. Now he understood. His uncle had been her lover and couldn’t stand the thought of her either moldering in a grave or being burnt up in a crematorium, so he had stolen the body and used titjob taxidermy to preserve it as a remembrance of a dearly loved young woman who had passed on much too early. He knew that he could never do such a thing, but he perfectly understood the motivations of his dear uncle. He also knew that he would never want to enter that room again, and so he closed off the entryway off the elevator shaft and sealed it up permanently. The next morning about 9:00 am, I decided to deliver the sausage to the lady across the street. I cut an eight inch section off of a kielbasa that I had stored in my fridge and put it in a Ziplock bag. I then left Ashley to sleep off her late night multi conversations and early morning fuckfest with me, to deliver my offering to the lady in question. When I arrived, she could see that I was struggling to remember her name and so supplied it to me, Mary. I of course remembered it just as she was supplying it. But she was very good natured about it all, as she probably was about most things. And she then admired the sausage that I had brought over. When she looked it with close scrutiny and admired its size, I froze because I was by no means equivalent in its length or girth. I was then afraid of being deemed guilty of false advertising, but no worry, she backed japanese up blowjob to the sink and with her hands braced behind her, she displayed a welcoming mature pussy to my view. I got the message and installed my private sausage into the offered container and after a brief few minutes added a special sauce to accompany the sausage in the welcoming chamber. I can’t remember the titjob details of those emails and yet there I was, wondering how this would even work. "To tell you the blowjob truth, I didn't know what japanese to expect. Then he started fucking me at a relatively fast pace before I felt him deposit his load up my butt. My head is going to split open, too much, too damn much!" Distressed, I had decided to go for a walk in my grey-blue silk bathrobe, eyeing the servant girls that passed, all as diverse as trees in autumn. Breathing through her nose, she closed her eyes, and began to sing. We walked up to him and waited. A tingle raced through me. My brain prickled like it had fallen asleep. She complained that she was getting warm, then sat up removing her shirt.I cupped her tiny breasts as she lifted her shirt over her head.She then looking into my eyes reached up behind her unclasping her bra. He held out his arm to Wendy and they left the apartment together. Thinking back I was very surprised at how little time it had taken him to seduce her, it had taken just 15 minutes from him kissing her to him having his prick inside her. “Oh god, look at this mess” she giggled. I also grab the garlic bread and set it on the table. Maybe he could follow her. The whores were used to harassment and ill treatments so this was nothing new. We were sweating but not tired, we took a shower in the tiny downstairs bathroom to check that one off the list. Although my cock was only semi-hard, I could feel it throb with excitement as I closed my eyes and imagined the things Aunt Sheen mature had just described. As we turned to go to our room, Karen asked me under her breath if giving her a good hard fuck might come under one of Miguel’s odd jobs category. I definitely wanted to spend more time with her! The two Pikachus seemed a little less then thrilled even after getting healed back to full health.