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Every detail was as he had imagined it. She was dressed demurely in a black satin and sleeveless simple yet elegant medium cut dress, the kind that hints at her “charms”. The silk of her dress hugged the gentle curve of her belly, and hips, hiding, and yet tantalizing with the shape of her womanhood beneath its virginal folds. Abigail's hair is medium long and thick, yet straight and blonde with its usual fluff and wave on the end, the most becoming brunette shade. Now it is parted down the middle and lies silkily over her shoulders arranged over each breast, framing a face that seemed peacefully asleep. Her satin gloved hands were folded on her torso and held a single perfect white calla lily tied with a satin bow. She wears pearl earrings and a pearl necklace. Her full lips and nails are an stunning iridescent pink that compliments the blue lining. They had expertly made up her face, the eyeshadow looked just like she used to wear, and her lips were covered with just the right shade of lipstick. Her patrician face glows with the anaemic pallor of a body drained of all it's life's blood. Her unwakened eyes are still under the lids and her chest Indian Girls Fucking sits at the level of her last breath, but the slight part they maintained in life was no longer apparent. her cheeks lightly rouged, lips delicately reddened and the long eyelashes lying gently on her rounded cheeks. I could see what looked like scratches and abrasions on her face and arms that had been covered by the funeral makeup. She must have been lovely in life but oh, how much lovelier is she in death. David looked at her medium sized breasts bulging from the thin V-necked dress she wore that cinched at the waist. He wanted to stroke her cold breast but did not dare. MY cock stirred in my pants as I looked at her and then wandered down her body to the little sweep curtain on the lid covering her lower half. Oh how I wished that I could have slid my hand under that curtain and lifted her skirt and rub her pussy. He wondered if she was wearing panty hose or thigh highs with garters and black heels. He hoped it was garters with stockings. He closed his eyes, and tried to imagine them laying together in bed. He imagined her pressed against him lovingly, kissing him, her hands rubbing his inner thigh. He wanted to take off his clothes and climb in with her but resisted the urge. However the devil kept telling me how much I wanted to see and fuck Abigail's corpse. He wondered why her casket was only open from the waist up. I wanted to feel her crotch so I ran my arm under the curtain. The dress was fairly loose so when I pressed down; it recessed in between her legs. I pressed hard between her legs but did feel something that felt like a panty girdle that had something soft and bulky beneath it. My hand slid on down her leg as far down as my arm would go until I felt what appeared to be the end of the panty girdle and the start of her stockings. All in all, we were going to have 26 people. He opened the door for her and she got in. She thought she noticed a hint of a smile as the door closed. As usual, Bella wasn’t drinking, but she was off doing things with Taylor somewhere. Molly confirmed Susan's answer. “I dunno…” Trevor answered uncertainly. She had to hurry. When I put down my bag and joined her on the bed she showed me the book. “Thank you holly and walter,” Mistress Gloria said softly. I took lots of pictures and had Ariel make a show board for Emily at the club to show case her work. “I can`t see her V.” Said Emily scouring the dance floor Indian Girls Fucking for her sister. Boyd jumped down and seized Tim, trying to pull him back. Alex reset the speed of the wheel and started it up again. "Yes, my Lord. As she came down, she said “thanks, I guess I had that coming from the way I acted last month”. “Yeah?” She asked, staring at Kyle with irritated and disinterested brown eyes. He yanked my head back again, and it felt like heaven.