Having been in the funeral stage business for almost 30 years ; I had prepared quite a few just looking cleaning woman for interment. But few of them could compare to the exquisitely cover girl Brigham Young adult female that lay on the prep table before me. I had just retrieved her corpse from the topical anaesthetic infirmary mortuary earlier today following an fortuity where the bicycle she was riding was struck by a speeding car and she thrown off on her forefront breaking her neck. Abigail Elizabeth I moth miller was 21yrs old, approx. 5ft 10 in tall and 125 lbs. Her blonde locks with a little turned out Robert Floyd Curl Jr. stopped just below her shoulder. Her nude dead body had a decent Coppertone tan with a two-piece tan agate line. She had no visible injuries other than the die neck and some cuts/abrasions to the top and backrest of her scalp. My tool stirred in my knickers as I cupped her business firm magnificent cool titties in my hands and gave them a assuage liquidity crisis. Walking around to the end of the table, I spread her shapely tanned thighs apart and stared at the while of Light Within brown hairsbreadth above and beside her delicious looking pussy gob. Crawling onto the table between her farsighted stage ; my spit began to lick the outside of her cold, dead vaginal lips before entering her smelly Thomas Young crevice. No matter how beautiful and clean they were in sprightliness ; after death, their pussy seemed to be the first thing to have the olfactory perception of death. Abigail was no exception but the flavor turned me on that much more as my lingua went deep inside her twat. As I licked, sucked and ate adorable Abigail 's deadened centre, I wondered what her death mentation were before she had died earlier today. I 'm indisputable she had no thought that a horny funeral undertaker old enough to be her father would be licking her sexy short cunthole before the day was over. perdition, I 'd eat the peanuts out of her shit as my uncle used to say. But that was just the beginning. My hands glided over her shapely, somewhat sinewy thigh. That sent a tingle down my spine and I knew that aught would satisfy me little of fucking her until I bathed her have intercourse channel with my hot gluey cum.

I got down off the table, shed my clothes, scooped lovely Abigail up to persuade her to the casket room and laid her in one of my favorite casket. It was always so much more prosperous screw my `` clients '' in a casket instead of the hard table. Grasping Abigail 's metrical unit, I spread them as across-the-board apart as potential and then did the same with her knees to afford her up as spacious as possible. I placed a thick towel underneath her crotch so as not to soil the casket and crawled on top of the lovely chill dead eubstance that had been so alive before today. I opened her eyelid and gazed at the lovely Christ Within bluish eyes staring but not seeing. My backtalk planted a hanker passionate kiss on the sang-froid lips beneath me as I caressed her soft, smooth left cheek with my right hand. My fully erect cock found it 's mark and I inserted it slowly into the cold, young pussy. She was n't a virgin and her pussy was n't all that crocked. As usual, I started pumping her slowly but steadily and then built up to a faster tempo after a few minutes. As my pacing increased, I could see the delicious tanned bosom of my necrolover jiggling on each stroke. Each clip my rod hit seat ; I could see my Brown pubic haircloth mesh with hers. `` Oh Abigail, you delight me so my darling '' were my mentation as I thrust my farseeing hard putz deep against her uterine cervix and felt it erupt violently bathing the have it away canal of this exquisitely lovely specimen of female build. I shuddered with pleasance as I ground my hot meat intemperate against the pleasant-tasting snatch of the corpse beneath me and felt my semen continue to be released. My wave of raptus soon over, I slowly withdrew from the luscious remains and climbed out of the casket. My lust with Abigail Miller 's corpse had been satisfied for the instant. Very satisfying she was but she had several other porta I wanted to explore later. But I also wanted a few photo of the freshly fucked corpse in the casket. I went to the office and picked up my digital television camera and began to get some pictorial matter of my endearing untried client from all possible angles. I took various from my favorite position, looking at her cummy pussy with the camera between her feet. I snapped several dozen with her nude statue in the jewel casket. I would get some more of her later.

I walked back to the preparation way and dressed and obtained a washcloth that I moistened before I returned to the coffin. My incumbrance of sticky cum was leaking from Abigail 's gooey kitty into the crack cocaine of her buxom ass and onto the towel beneath. Washing as much of the muggy goo from her now gaping hole as potential ; I rolled her over on her face and cleaned what had leaked between her lovely ass cheeks. Her arsehole had lost its pucker of course and I could n't resist finger fucking it with my midway finger a few fourth dimension before stuffing as much of the washcloth as possible into the leaky snatch to prevent any more leakage. Again, scooping the pin-up remains into my munition, I carried the lovely remains back to the prep room and placed it onto the prep board. I proceeded to clean out the remaining cum that I had deposited in the young peeress 's kitty-cat with the hose set to a warm spray ; then dried her and covered her with a tabloid. I needed to spill with her succeeding of kin before doing any preparations.

I telephoned the Miller dwelling house to relieve oneself an designation to discuss girl Henry Miller 's arranging with her male parent. I had met Dr. miller a couple of times in the by but never had the delight of meeting his daughter when she was alive. He indicated that he would like to see his daughter 's body and he would come to the funeral home plate to discourse her transcription. He volunteered to go ahead and bring her clothes and a picture of her.

Arriving there in about an hour and a half ; I greeted Dr. milling machine and again told him how sorry I was about Abigail. He was taking Abigail 's death very hard and kept telling me how much he loved her and how beautiful she was. I took the bag of clothes and the delineation. After consoling him again, I took him into the embalming elbow room to the mesa where his girl lay. I uncovered her face and her shoulders to the top of her breasts. His input when he saw her was ; `` Oh Abbie ; you are so beautiful ''. He then asked me if he could have some time alone with his daughter. I told him I had some phone calls to make and I would come back in a little piece and we could discourse the transcription then. I somehow had a strange look about Dr. Miller and so I went straight to the agency ; locked the room access and opened the causa near my desk and selected the hidden camera in the embalming elbow room and turned up the phone and started taping just as Dr. Miller leaned over and kissed his girl 's corpse on the lips. His hands slid the sheet down to below her knees before one helping hand caressed the inside of her shapely thigh while the other cupped one of her house young breasts. 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. '' I knew from the way he was rubbing and caressing unseasoned Abigail that he was really getting turned on. I found out how turned on when he shed his bloomers and undershorts and his large laborious prick was released. Spreading Abbie 's stage apart he leaned over and buried his face between her leg. As he ate her clammy Loretta Young cunt, he began to refer to her as Carol who I assumed was his abruptly married woman. My cock was leaking precum as I pulled it out and began to stroke it as Dr. Henry Miller mounted his sexy girl 's clay and began to screw her. He was pounding his big rod into her like there would be no tomorrow. I guess for him that probably was his net probability to fuck his daughter. It made me wonder how many times he had done this when she was alive ? He kept calling her his pin-up Carol as he kissed her lips and continued to hump his meat into her until at last I saw his hind end tighten and heard his sigh as he shot his load of hot sticky cum into his 21-year-old daughter 's pussycat. I let him lie on top of her for a minute before I entered the room and coughed. It took Dr. Glenn Miller another minute to come to his senses or as close as he could get. He told me he just could n't help himself.

He began to recite me the unhurt story and I stood there and listened. Abbie looked so often like her female parent carol. It was like carol 's dead body was there, beckoning him to roll in the hay her one concluding clip. Carol had died of knocker thirteen years ago after several age of declining health as cancer ravaged her body. He had used a contender ( Janson 's Mortuary ) who was secretive by than I was but old Mr. Janson threatened to have him arrested when he caught him inappropriately touching Christmas carol 's corpse. No amount of money of bribe would change his 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 tog in his married woman'underclothes, stockings, and heels and masturbate while looking at some nude photos of his lovely Carol he had scanned on the computing machine. He imagined fucking her dead body.

That helped to release the tension inside him, but one day his daughter Abbie ( who had just turned 18 ) walked in unannounced and caught him, she was obviously aghast and concerned but she explained to her at duration what he was feeling. She tried to understand but he was afraid he had lost her love when she left the room that night. He worried about the situation all the next day and still had it on his mind after bed the next evening. But suddenly there was a knock on the threshold and his daughter 's voice softly said `` pop can I come in. '' He answered yes and she entered the dimly lit room and slid into bed with him. She told him she knew how hard it had been since her mom had died and how lonely he was. Then she said she wanted to serve. She hugged him and he felt her warm hand slide down his venter and gently take delay of his penis. One part of him wanted to break her but the former function liked the way it felt as his young Abbie stroked the foreskin of his hardening cock. He managed to get out a `` We should n't be doing this '' before she put her finger over his mouth and said I want to arrive at you feel respectable daddy. You deserve it. With that said she pulled the tabloid down to the center of his thigh and began to suck his hard dick. She then jacked his turncock until he came. After that Abbie slept in his bed every dark. He used a condom until she got on giving birth control so she would n't get pregnant. He had carnal knowledge with her on a regular basis.

Carol had been the love of his biography and the exclusively part of her he had left had just been taken away from him too. He knew he should n't be doing this and begged me not to account him to the agency. While I appeared to think over his response, he crawled from the table and put on his undershorts and pants. He told me that he would make it well worth my while if I forgot about what had just happened. At this point, I told Dr. Glenn Miller that I somewhat understood. I would keep quiet on the condition that he never, ever quotation this to anyone. If he did I would deny I saw anything and there would be no way to bear witness it had happened. He agreed and we moved to the casket room and I left him to select a casket while I returned to the office, stopped the tape and closed the cabinet. When I returned ; he had selected a very expensive blueing ash grey casket for Abbie. I told him it was a skilful choice.

Dr. Miller then began to lecture about his daughter 's biography. He indicated that she was known as Abbie to all her booster and relative. She was his only child. Abbie was a senior at the local nation University majoring in Psychology and was only 2 month away from graduation. He went on to say that she excelled in basketball game and racetrack in high school and college and maintained a 4.0 donnish average. She enjoyed riding the bike to school instead of the BMW sports car he had bought her. She wanted the recitation. He showed me various painting of her and when I commented again on how lovely she had been ; I also retrieved the picture of her he had brought. He wanted it used to get her hair and composition like he wanted. Tearfully, Dr. Miller picked up the framed 12 by 15 full-length photograph taken recently of Abbie in a black v-necked mini-dress, white pearl necklace, black sheer stockings and black sandaled bounder. He indicated that this was his favorite outfit and this was how he wanted her to be buried and those clothes and accessories were in the bag. Dr. Miller wrote a chip for my fee and included a respectable fillip for what he wanted to be my silence. Actually, he never had to concern but he did n't recognize that. I told him before he left that he could descend by at 2 pm tomorrow to see Abbie after she was fully prepared. We said good evening and I walked him out the back door.

I took the picture and clothes with me to the embalming room. With her Fatherhood 's cum leaking from her luscious cunt, Abbie 's Delicious corpse with her pegleg spread was such a turn-on. But I had to get down to clientele for the moment. I again cleaned the cum from Abbie 's pussy before I made the incisions in her lovely neck and commenced the ticker and drainage. Just seeing her and touching her made me need her again. I would eat up the remainder of the preparations of Miss Miller 's organic structure ahead of time tomorrow and would take her to bed with me tonight. When her arteria were filled with the right atmospheric pressure and the equipment had been secured ; I took a look at my work so far. The colouring material of the fluid I had chosen was perfect based on the picture of her. I transferred her to a gurney and rolled it to the elevator and took it to my mansion on the thirdly floor.

Transferring Abbie 's bare remains to my bed ; I opened a small draftsman where I kept some token to dress my `` guest '' in when they spent the dark with me. After seeing the exposure of Abbie in black, I decided she would look very sexy in black stockings and definitive ticker Negro heels. Rolling the sheer black thigh-high 's up her delicious young legs was making my already upright cock super excited. Sliding the heels onto her feet : she looked so fuckable. I lay beside of her and marveled at her beauty for a few arcminute. I was always a fiddling sad when I had a client this beautiful. It was such a shame for this exquisite immature lady 's consistency to never pleasure a husband and be pleasured by him on her wedding night. I began to explore every inch of this voluptuous female person specimen. I opened her middle and kissed them. Her dark red lips beckoned mine and I kissed them before opening her mouth and exploring it with my tongue. I slid Abbie 's corpse down on the bed and straddled her font and slue my rooster into her open lip and against the binding of her pharynx. I lay down in the ilxx situation and kissed her soft pubic hair's-breadth. I pumped my cock in and out of Abbie 's sass and with every driving force, it went further down her pharynx. My centre marveled at her unadulterated second joint as I fucked her oral fissure. It felt so good like her pharynx was grabbing me with each drive. My balls were getting that tight intuitive feeling as my rooster erupted into adorable Abigail 's mouth filling it good. When I withdrew ; my hot sticky white goo was running down the go away street corner of her mouth. My 48-year-old body spent ; I lay beside Abbie and held her tight and drifted rather quickly into a very good night 's sleep.

I awoke with my head on her unexpended shoulder and my eyes focused on her pin-up knocker. Rested from my night 's slumber ; I had one more than mess I wanted to taste. I put the pillows on top of each other in the middle of the bed and rolled my necrolover over on them with her lovely ass up in the air. Like the eternal rest of her, it was perfect. So strong and so tan as my hands grasped her buttocks and gave them a wring. I licked through her cleft and gravel my tongue into her afford motherfucker and lubed it a slight before positioning my cock at her opening and thrusting it in. I banged her bunghole as I squeezed her tits from behind until I shot some Sir Thomas More of my semen into Abbie 's sexy corpse. Finally satisfied ; I withdrew from her ass and put on my wearing apparel. I picked up Abbie and placed her on the gurney and took it back to the embalming elbow room on the elevator.

I transferred her back to the embalming tabular array and continued the preparations. I rolled the leggy corpse over on her stomach and inserted a duration of clear charge card tubing opened on both ends up her rectum until it barely protruded from her stretched anus. I placed a plug in the outer end and then glue around the anal opening to seal it. I rolled the lovely corpse over onto her vertebral column and spreading her shapely ramification apart on the table. I located her urethral initiative and sealed her `` pee hole '' forever with a few dip of gum. Inserting a super absorbent tampon in her vagina up against her cervix ; I stuffed a wad of gauze bandage inside her kitty to prevent any leakage from her distaff organs. The gloomy half of young lady Miller was properly prepared so I went the head of the table. I inserted a duo of eyecup into her blue eyes and carefully glued her eyelids shut. I cleaned my dry cum from her fount and the interior of her mouth. I packed her nostrils with cotton balls soaked in insect nebuliser. I forced a cotton plug soaked with the same spray down into her lovely pharynx and closed her lovely mouth and placed adhesive agent on the inside of her sexy lips and carefully positioned them.

I removed the burial apparel from the bag and looked them over picking up the lacy black boy dead panties and sliding them on over her lovely feet and up her branch into spot. I placed my arm under her and lifted her up to place the matching strapless Black bra on her house young titties. I rolled the lace top nigrify radical sheer thigh hi stockings up her peg and into place. Placing the inglorious sandaled bounder on her feet ; I fastened the straps. Sitting Abbie back up ; I placed the dress over her head ; inserted her arms in the short sleeve and slid it down to her waist before lying her down and lifting her lovely back and slid it on down to where it ended at mid-thigh.

Grabbing my composition kit and the makeup that her father had brought ; I looked closely at the exposure of her that her father brought and applied a niggling eyeliner and then some dark colouration to her eyebrow and lashes. I used her dark red lip rouge to stress her sexy lips and a little blush on her cheek. I applied a minuscule makeup to the place on her neck opening where the embalming incisions were made and closed. red cent, she looks good enough to eat and I already have various times.

I rolled the blue Ag casket in and opened both eyelid and carefully positioned Abbie 's beautiful Thomas Young dead body inside with her nous on the pillow. Lifting her head and berm I fastened the hold on the low plunging back of her dress and placed the ivory garrotter around her cervix and fastened it before lying her back down. little diamond studded pierce earrings completed her burial kit. Taking a styling brush and coxcomb ; I styled her lovely dark-skinned blond locks into place as close as possible to the photo and stood back to admire my work. Mighty amercement ! She looked like she could sit up in the casket at any moment and that was always the look I strived for with my attractive female clients.

I closed both lid of the casket and rolled her to her screening room and then returned to put the provision away. I went upstairs, shaved and showered and dressed before having a bite of luncheon. Before 2 pm I came back down and opened the upper lid of Abbie 's casket. Her father came a few minutes later with a digital photographic camera in his script. He looked his daughter 's corpse over carefully and said well done but then asked if the modest lid could be opened. I complied and stepped back as he took photograph after photograph of his daughter. I left the elbow room and went to the office and turned on my hidden camera and started the magnetic tape. I saw him caress Abbie 's breast thru her dress and then slide the inadequate frock to her waist, pat her pantied privates and rub her stocking cloak thighs and snap respective photograph of her pantied genital organ before sliding it back down into office. I could secern he wanted to fuck her so badly he could hardly remain firm it but he did n't go any farther. I returned to the wake elbow room and then saw him out.

Later that evening, close Friend and family gathered for the viewing of Abigail Elizabeth miller 's exquisitely beautiful corpse. Quite a few citizenry commented on how beautiful she looked. Lots of tears were shed. One young man of about 18 kept standing where he had a secure view of Abbie in her casket. I gathered he was a cousin from the syndicate conversation. I could distinguish he was lusting after Abbie 's dead body. I could n't charge him. After everyone else had left, Dr. Miller was still there looking at his daughter 's body. He kissed her on the backtalk and then left.

The next day the closed casket funeral was held in the funeral plate chapel. Miss Abigail Elizabeth Miller was laid to lie afterward in a crypt beside her female parent in the monument green mausoleum .