The syndicate excitedly sent its agents to the funeral of the victim to find out where she was going to be buried. They traced her to the cemetery on ...he other side of town.The night after she was buried, they got 2 men to dig her up. There was no time to lose in order to ensure that the corpse remains fresh and attractive. The holy man has been known to reject ugly or highly decomposed corpses as he has to have sex with them. Fortunately, she still looked as beautiful as her photograph in the. . and what it felt like. That was enough for me."She said this thing, but she was being deceptive as well. The marks had concerned her for a time. I could sense this and she was fighting the urge to reach for her throat and breast all at once as she watched us slowly walking around her."Then tell us... why is it you have returned?" Gabrielle said, halting in front of her. I continued pacing until I stood behind my mother and placed my chin on her shoulder to look at the girl with a most. Just having a naked male on a leash in the comfort of her home gave Lady Barbara a deeply erotic thrill. She had been born into luxury, and married off to a boring but wealthy man she was not even acquainted to. Though he was a pleasant enough gentleman, he was 15 years her senior and a very staid Victorian. Sex had been something he had with her; it was almost by appointment only. She just lay back as he penetrated her and she felt little arousal-she had never really known what to expect-until. My fingers had been just itching to sneak down the waistband of my skirt and fondly fondle my clit. But I am not a quiet masturbater, and if I wanted to remain unnoticed, I had to wait. And now, finally, I had time. I sat down in front of my computer and pulled up a sex story. As I began to read, I finally, finally, slipped hand into my skirt. I didn’t let myself touch my clit, not yet. But I squeezed my pussy’s lips, softly, gently. A few short hairs tickled my fingers, and a slight wetness.