Then she had been washed, wounds carefully counted, measured and categorized. Blood had been taken for testing, labeled and sealed. It wasn’t her fi...st autopsy. It was her second, but the first where she was to place such an integral part. It had been a prerequisite for one of her criminal justice classes. She had stood there with the rest of her class, twenty-five kids trying to be tough and not show emotion as death was dealt with in front of them. They hadn’t even been in the procedures. It was tight and tiny.Below, crinkly cunt lips were slightly parted with a hint of her slick, pinkcore showing. I curled a finger deeply up into her and twirled it. The hymenwas intact. A bonus I had hardly dared hope for. I brought a taste of thatmoisture up to my tongue. She was delicious and slightly salty. I trailed thetips of my fingers through her sparse bush, fluffing the silky blond curlsthere. Yes, I was thoroughly happy with the younger half of my catch. I gaveher tight little ass a. . One little spurt... two more tiny pushes... the vibe was removed... I cold feel a few more gentle oozes from my trapped clit. Completely unsatisfying. As bad as a ruined orgasm. Worse perhaps. I slumped. Exhausted, unfulfilled, miserable.My bonds were removed, my legs, arms untied. My gag and blindfold were left in place. I relaxed, waited for a time. Still filled wit the giant plastic cock.Hands lifted me off, raised me to my feet. I felt empty, but relieved. *After* cumming, having anything. "Pensa se ti fossero cresciute quelle tette con i tuoi amici intorno!"Disse lei puntando al mio petto."Non sono tette!" Le risposi sorridendo."OK... certo!" Conferm? lei girando gli occhi all'ins?.Andammo avanti a bere per tutta la sera, e dopo quattro drink ciritrovammo di nuovo sul letto dei massaggi. Lei era sdraiata supina edio ero seduto sul suo bacino. Con le mani distese lungo i fianchi mistava massaggiando delicatamente le gambe, una cosa che aveva iniziatoa fare dal giorno dopo la mia.