"I suppose I could wait here and question them when they're finished..." she started saying, but JB shook his head quickly at that idea."No, I don't ..... Yeah, um ... This way..." he gestured. Decorum was everything in the mortuary business and having a policewoman waiting to ask who-knows-what in the funeral home's foyer wasn't what anyone would want.The private door led to several others and stairs leading to the basement. JB knocked on the door that said 'Tyler McKinnen – Funeral Director'. Stepping into it, I was pleasedwhen it went up and on easily, the zipper closing with out a problem.That left only the 2 inch tall high heel shoes on the floor beside thebed. Sitting down to put them on caused a chorus of sensations. Thepanties rubbed my cheeks, the bra straps tugged a little, the gartersreleased a bit of pressure. The dress slid up enough to show the tops ofthe stockings.The shoes fit exactly. I stood and the chorus sang the same song inreverse. I tried a few experimental. Rahul withdrew his prick from my cunt. All three of them lay on the bed together gasping and breathing heavily. My legs were still parted as I could feel his thick semen oozing out of my cunt. He was a very strong. Rekha got up and came towards me. I was ashamed of seeing her and how did you feel the same Rahul asked me. I saw Rahul who was standing across the bed massaging his prick to erectness and our eyes met, he said, “you are hot cunt like her spanking Rekha’s buttocks. He was coming near. I knocked at his door, only a block away, to find a sleepy Mike who had just fed his siblings breakfast.“Sup, dude?”“I came to see Mel but she’s sick today.”“Sick?” he asked. “Well, glad to know I at least still rate second.”“Aw, Mikey, are you pining for me?” I teased with flirting eyes. “Is my girlfriend making you jealous?”“Shut up, fag,” he teased back.I laughed hard at him, then relented.“What’s your grand plan today?”“They’ll want to swim, but I’m not taking them until the afternoon,” he.