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He placed his fingers on the warm wet patch of the girl’s panties, taking time to feel her vagina underneath. The girl’s pussy was tight, and wet with the remnants of the urine. “You poor thing” he sympathised, pulling the urine-soaked panties down the girl’s legs. He made his way back up to the head of the table and lifted Brooke up into spanking a seated position, her limp torso leaning against Mr Slater. He looked down as his large hands fumbled with the strap at the back of Brooke’s pink bra until is suddenly snapped apart and her large firm breasts fell free from the constraints of the undergarments. Brooke White lay naked on the metal slab, her body slowly cooling. Mr. Slater stared at the young woman’s body, her large breasts, and stiff nipples. He felt his cock beginning to stand to attention over the girl and he approached the top of the slab and ran his large hand over the girl’s face. Brooke’s eyes were slightly open and oblivious to the hand which crawled over her. The girl’s lips were dry and beginning to turn blue, her cute nose never to let out a breath again. Mr. Slater switched on the voice recorder and began his external examination of Brooke White. “The decedent is a healthy, well nourished and matured female of 19 years. She has long black hair, green eyes, her height is 5’3 and her weight is 110 pounds. The girl has medical history of an inoperable brain tumour the most probably cause of her death. Brooke arrived wearing a pair of navy blue sneakers, white socks, black leggings and a grey t-shirt. She was also wearing a pink bra, D cup, and black panties. Note, the female had urinated herself during the onset of death.” Mr. Slater switched the recorder off and clambered onto the slab, his large body looming over the petite girl’s corpse, he slipped his large Most Erotic Petite dick out and inserted it into Brooke’s tight cleanly shaven vagina. The girl who had only been dead a couple hours still held a slight warmness to her as Mr. Slater began to slowly fuck her corpse. He groaned as his pace increased, he looked at the girl’s dead gaze and wondered how she would feel about the situation. Mr. Slater began to speed up, the girl’s dry vagina making it rough for the whipping elderly man who still had a good fuck in him. He could feel the girl’s breasts move under the momentum of her post-mortem rape. Mr. Slater fired his cum into the girl’s vagina and let out a heavy sigh of relief before rolling off of the slab. As Mr. Slater caught his breath he heard the nearby phone ringing. PART 3 – VISITATION Mr. Slater led Brooke’s father and brother into the morgue where their little relative was lying. It was early evening and the girl had been dead close to 7 hours when they arrived to view caning her. “Once again, I’m sorry for your loss” Mr. Slater stated, holding a bag of clothes the girl’s family had delivered for her to be Stocking Sex buried in. “I thought she’d be covered up or something” Mr. White said, seeing his daughters body lying on the slab naked and with everything on show, apprehensive to approach her. This man is such a whipping good lover. The merger of caning their genitals foraged them into one. Michael was nearly there himself. Tell him! I need to tend to a couple of Most Erotic Petite tables and then I'll come over and chat you up, okay, Sugar?" It was a different kind of fear than the one that gripped me; more understanding, more experienced. “OK!” agreed Stacy, “but you have to be quiet and let me do it, I learned a neat trick to sound sexy!” “I hope he has plenty of electrolytes.” He had driven wearing nothing but a pair of black boxers. I love my girls was all I could think, they know how to make me feel good. She went totally limp. This is unreal, is this what they call sex?” Emily is getting more and more turned on every minute she is spanking being fucked. It was obvious what was going to happen to them. You girls should try this. “Do you think he is bluffing?” Amy asked. Yesss!! The crescent symbol of The Holy Mother dangled from its center, and I grinned as it disappeared into her cleavage. I decided Stocking Sex to remember that trick. Ursula was wailing, the pain was intense but even worse this was Ryan doing this to her, he flipped her onto her side, she looked over her shoulder to see her brother taking her like she was a slut. His cock long and hard, wishing it was deep inside you, like my fingers are.”