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She was a blank slate, ready for her final experience. Like all dead, she gravitated towards her once mortal remains, and as the Second Man composed her body on the bed I could feel her settle once more. His touch was as gentle as a lover's as he lifted her/me up and removed the torn and stained night gown. He plucked a sponge from a nearby bowl of warm water, and starting with her face, he began to bath her. Gentle fingers played down my cheeks, wiping away cum stains, and dry tears. My tongue, swollen and purple from her strangulation protruded from between crimson lips. Gently he opened our mouth and kissed it, taking its swollen grossness into his nown mouth, and somehow making it seem less onerous in the doing. Again, with infinite care, he cleaned the dried semen from my mouth and pushed the tongue back inside, planting a passionate kiss on her lips one last time. As he continued down her body with the sponge, he fondled and suckled my breasts--not the crude crushing of the rapist, but a touch so light and gentle I gasped and tingled with the delight of it. The warm wetness once again touched my cunt, but now not a rapist's seed or my own urine, but the gentle bath of this man--my last lover. I luxuriated in it, my desire rising, my blood pounding. This was lovemaking. Then his tongue touched my clit and I exploded. My mind shattered by the orgasm I could only lay limply as he gathered me in his arms and gently entered me. His every thrust elicted moans from my dead lips and I wished I could have held him with the same tenderness he held my corpse. Alas, she/I was dead, and beyond sensual movement, but not beyond sensuousness. Again and again he penetrated me, slowly but strongly, and again and again waves of pleasure washed over me, until exhausted, I found myself again curled in the corner. She was gone, her ghost laid to rest. The Second Man lay panting atop her corpse, his semen leaking from her dead cunt, his love having sent her home. Trembling I stood, my tights wet and sticky. I stumbled from the dead woman's bedroom, knowing only two things. First I needed a long hot shower. Then I needed a long hard fuck. Incestuous Bedtime Tale (An Incestuous Harem Story) Chapter Four: Daughter's Incestuous Miracle By mypenname3000 Copyright indian 2019 Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this! Avalon Young – September 2037 I trembled as Mommy rubbed the wand vibrator up and down my pussy. I loved the birthday gift she bought me, the buzzing end of the massager humming against my entire pussy at once, sending wicked sensations through me. It made listening to my parents talk about their first dinner date even more naughty. I was on the edge of my seat (figuratively). “What happened when Daddy said that he loved you?” I asked. My stomach squirmed with excitement, my clit aching as it drank in the vibrator's massaging pleasure. “What?” Freya looked puzzled but she could see me nodding my head. Damn it! She answered by asking me, "Well, did you have the talk with him?" Paige faced her mother and had her pussy attacked by her father’s tongue. "Well shit, it almost popped out of his shorts, I couldn't help it," said Jenny sitting down and looking at her best friend. That idea caused me to smile, and my smile broadened when I thought of Diamond’s alarm at seeing my manic grin. Sitting up as the car backed out of the drive way and onto the street, the street lights flashed across the person behind the wheel. I thrust the blanket down farther and groaned at the sight of his cock thrusting hard from his dark-red pubic hair. To be continued... “I think it’s a union thing.” Emily walked around her desk and removed her robe to hang it up. "I don't mind at indian all, I'm glad to have you here," I said as I pulled the covers up over our bodies. Her body felt sore and abused. We came down together and I suddenly noticed how quiet the room was. ‘I think she’s prettier with the glasses.’ Crystal thought, smiling at her friend. Aren't we special.” Heather laughed, and winked at me. “Is there anything I can do to help?” Katty: 5'4" Blonde hair down to her ear in a pixie cut. She licked me one more time and sat up to kiss me. “You HAVE to promise to delete these pictures, Natalie,” Laurel said, wiping her eyes. Hey, keep fucking me, Zander!