“The embalming machine pumps fluid into your sister, the pressure pushes the blood to the lowest point of her body, her ankles as the table has a slight gradient. The fluid will make her look a bit more lifelike, take away the paleness” Slater explained. “Give it an hour she should look a lot better.” Sam and Slater returned an hour later to find Brooke look astonishingly life like. Sam forgot that she was still dead when he touched his sister’s arm still finding it icy cold. “The outfit your dad brought, let’s take a look. The bag is on the worktop over there” he gestured to Sam. Sam grabbed the bag of clothes from the worktop as Slater disconnected the embalming machine from Brooke’s corpse and stitched up the wound in her leg and at her ankles, wiping away the remaining traces of blood. He pushed her legs aside slightly and emptied the contents of the bag onto the metal surface of the slab. Slater rummaged through the contents, a black dress, a pair of thick black tights, matching lacy black bra and panties as japanese well as a pair of black high heels. “Fuck” Mr. pussy Slater spat. “What?” “Fucking tights, do you know how difficult it is to put tights on a corpse?” “Brooke always wore tights with a dress or a skirt” Samuel replied innocently. Slater laughed. “Help me dress her and I’ll take a bit of money of the bill for her funeral” he winked. They wet started with Brooke’s underwear. Slater slipped on her lacy black panties without an issue before moving to the top of the Hardcore table and lifting Brooke up into a seated position, her breasts moving with gravity. “Alright, Sam, grab her bra.” Sam grabbed his sisters bra and stepped forward, gently placing her arm through the straps and lifting the undergarment up to her shoulders, making sure her large breasts sat in the cups. “It’s on.” Slater, still holding Brooke upright clipped the bra on. “Perfect” Slater smiled just dropping Brooke’s body onto the table. She dropped like a rock and hit the metal surface with a thud causing an echo to ring out across the room. asian “Oh my god” Sam stood stunned at the sound of his sister’s corpse hitting the metal table. “Relax, she’s dead.” Slater spoke, grabbing the black tights from the bottom of the table. Carefully he slipped Brooke’s small soft feet into the nylon garment and began to gently roll it up her cool legs. “Right, Sam, put your hands on her legs.” Sam grabbed his sister by the shins. “Hold onto the tights so they don’t roll down” he spoke. Sam done as he was told and watched as Mr. Slater pulled the tights up Brooke’s cold legs grunting every time the tights got stuck or attempted to crawl back down. Eventually the waistband of the tights sat by Brooke’s stomach, just above her panty line. Then I heard the whimper of girls. He rammed hard into me, filling me with his cock. “No,” Brandon chuckled, sliding his hand down the subtle lines of my abdomen, “your cock doesn’t bother me. Actually, since the ratio for our little lovefest is kind of skewed, I was wondering if you’d whip it out.” Jeff has had about 4 or 5 beers. "Hell wet yes! «� I want to go home!!! And what about her girls, Taylor Hardcore and Erica? I didn't think of her as my mother anymore. I just need time to process all asian of this. This was a rousing to me so I soon developed another hard on when I motion that I had this she let go of Murray and told him to lay in the bed she moved over top and straddled him sinking his cock deep in your pussy she rocked back-and-forth a few times and then motioned me to stick it in her ass I turned and walked towards the Study with my laptop and found Mom in there sitting in front of the monitor and typing away. She touched a hand to her ear, and frowned. Her bra posed a new challenge. Deb heard her husband scream as she squeezed his balls and rubbed them around with her hand. I said, showing him the phone in my other hand. I had some trouble but managed to get the head in. Then I pulled back a bit and pushed harder. She sucked so hard. I fluttered my tongue against the tip. “And you’re going to turn me in if I keep doing it?” Olivia asked innocently. Then she starts to move. I knew why she was here, she was here to tell mom about Ab, her son's new girlfriend Tiff, as we called her, My mom not interested in talk about because Tiff mostly because she was our neighbor and us kind of grew up together, my mom ran straight to her room, she took the clothes with her and asked me to open door, I took my bathrobe and went to open door. “It’s the smell of people not bathing enough.” They think they know what weed smells like, so I told you that’s the pussy indicator if I’m lying. After about a minute of jerking me off, he then wrapped his wet, pink lips around the head of my dick and began sucking while he jerked japanese the shaft of my dick. But he had no intention of getting struck again.