His hands slid the sheet down to below her knees and lifts her head and shoulders and hugs her cold body before his fingers fondle her firm young 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. I could hear him say “Abbie you're so sexy. You look just like your mother when we were first married. God rest her soul." “Oh Abbie”, Gary croaked, “I’ll never give you away as a bride or hold any grandchildren by you.” I knew from the way he was rubbing and caressing young Abigail that he was really getting turned on. I found out how turned on when he shed his pants and undershorts and his large hard cock was released. Spreading Abbie's legs apart he leaned over and buried his face between her legs. As he ate her clammy young cunt, he began to refer to her as Carol who I assumed was his dead wife. You watch, getting more aroused all the while, as My cock was leaking precum as I pulled it out and began to stroke it as Dr. Miller crawled in beside and mounted his sexy daughter's corpse and began to screw her. He was pounding his big rod into her like there would be no tomorrow until indian you see him quiver as an orgasm overtakes him. I guess for him that probably was his last chance to fuck his daughter. It made me wonder how many times he had done this when she Big Tits was alive? He kept calling her his lovely Carol as he kissed her lips and continued to hunch his meat into her until at last I saw his buttocks tighten and heard his sigh as he shot his load of hot sticky cum into his 21 year old daughter's pussy for the last time and then collapsed on top of her. You're so excited you can hardly stand it. He then whispers "I'm so sorry you're dead; I love you more than life itself” and went to sleep. I let him lie on top of her for a minute before I entered the room and coughed. It took Dr. Miller another minute to come to his senses or as close as he could get. He knew he was caught and told me he just couldn't help himself. With a sigh he pulled back and put his aching prick back in his pants. He began to tell me the whole story and I stood there and listened. Abbie looked so much like her mother Carol. It was like Carol's dead body was there, beckoning him to love her one last time. Carol had died of breast thirteen years ago after several years of declining health as the cancer ravaged her body. He had used a competitor (Janson's Mortuary) who was closer by than I was but old Mr. Janson threatened to have him arrested when he caught him inappropriately touching Carol's corpse. No amount of bribe would change his masturbation mind. Now I knew why he had chosen me. Dr Miller went on to say that he was very lonely and deeply depressed after his wife's death. He began to dress in his wife' underwear, stockings and heels and masturbate while looking at some nude photos of his lovely Carol he had scanned on the computer. He imagined fucking her dead body. That helped to release the tension inside him, but one day his daughter Abbie (who had just turned 16) walked in unannounced and caught him, she was obviously shocked and concerned but she explained to her at length what he was feeling. She tried to understand but he was afraid he had lost her love when she left the room that night. The neck of it seemed to dive down endlessly showing her cleavage. He spotted a darkened opening in her makeshift cloak and snaked his hand into the sheet, finding her tummy. I did find out that she was 23 years old, taking mechanics in college and enjoyed working on vehicles. We made out for about ten minutes straight. Pausing for a moment, I told him what I wanted. but now we Big Tits are here... and this is so much better! unwanted hair. That then of course brought my mind to Rosco. He pushed hard into her throat pressing his balls on her nose and shot spurt after spurt down her throat into her stomach as she struggled for air. We want to see you cum all over it.” “Ok come here and let me soap you.” His moans of pleasure, pushing to work harder to please this glorious cock. She was a sexy, older futa. I couldn’t say I was lost though because I could still see the hill in the distance with the distinctive rock outcropping that bordered the farm. I asked, and saw she has now shifted to laying on her side facing us. "Lean your pretty little hiney back against the wall indian and relax, and I'll use my mouth and make love to your pretty pussy, Angel," she told me as she knelt down in front of me on the restroom floor masturbation and put her hands on my inner thighs. Already after a month and a half she was sure she knew but she kept this to herself for now. "You bet!"