She is 5’11, long blond hair and blue eyes and a 38D chest. I took every chance to get a look at her nudeness when I was younger.Whenever she got ou... or into the shower, whenever she was changing for the day. She always smiled when she saw me. She never told me I shouldn’t or that it was wrong which only made my love and desire for her stronger. It was a lovely sight. I also loved that my mom loved lingerie. She always wore a silk nighty to bed and always wore silk panties.When I turned legal I. . see you around!" He turned to Abigail, smiled, and said; "coming, love?" When she nodded, they left together, hand in hand.Sherise was also red; her 'friends' stifling sniggers. She was not at all happy; her usual snide one-upmanship had obviously backfired.Abigail and Mike went their separate ways, each a little sad they'd not be seeing each other again, probably, until the next day.That evening, Mike worked hard to get up to date with his work; Abigail worked up a sweat warming up and then. He walks back into the hospital as I get into the front of the hearse and start it up.I drive out of the hospital parking lot, heading back to the funeral home. The drive will take about thirty minutes. Then, I'll have to unload the body, put her in the chiller, and file the paperwork before I head back to bed.I glance into the rearview mirror. I adjust it down slightly so that I can see the body more so than the road behind me. This is the weirdest pickup I've done since I've started working. I dozed off and proceeded to immerse myself in one of those sexual encounters that wet dreams are made off.My lover was not visable to me, but his lovemaking was sublime and my strong hip movements in unison with his thrustings, made for an extraordinary good fuck.I could feel the climax approaching and the frequency increased and I jerked on that cocks full length, then at one point it slipped out and I instinctively reached back to put it in and in doing so realised I was awake and her.