I was nearly finished with Stage two, and I was ready to complete it, in fact I couldn't wait to cum into her limp, cooling corpse. Much like my first...encounter with her I pulled my hard cock from my jeans and boxers and lifted her hips just as before. One hand was pinned to the tree but that didn't help much with how much she weighed, although it wasn't much to begin with. I slowly slid my cock into her slightly cold pussy and began to thrust into her, loving the feeling even more this time. I moaned softly as I felt the tip of his cock enter me for the first time. The pencil scratched away busily as he sank in to me slowly. His cock wasn't quite as large as the one I had felt earlier that day but Mr Grant had obviously had a lot of experience. He moved inside me expertly and it wasn't long before he was pounding away at the right spot. My whole body tensed as I came on him and he quickly lifted my legs to rest them on his shoulders. I felt some oil being dribbled over my cunt and. I was ill to my stomach (from the IBS) and it would take me weeks to get my digestive system and bowels back to normal. Emotionally, I was a disaster. I never considered suicide or anything like that but I felt like I had totally wasted my life. I had thrown away my educational opportunity and wasted my money to pursue this obsession and now that I had experienced it, I was left unfulfilled and totally. At first Sam given me a blowjob until I cum. She did it by laying on the desk with her head dangling on its edge and I fucked her mouth hard and continuously without stopping, suffocating her, until I cum. When she was back on her feet, she took a roll of silver duct tape from her bag and handed over to me. Then she took off her warm, soaked, red latex panty, handed over to me, and opened her mouth.Sam didn’t say a word. I spontaneously fed Sam with her own sticky red latex panty and sealed her.