It felt good but she was nowhere near as tight as my wife Anita. Her warm hands felt soothing to my chest as she rocked up and down on my organ and sh... settled into a rhythm. Maybe being dead wasn't going to be so bad after all. I could feel her vaginal muscles start to tighten as her orgasm hit her and she bathed my prick with her juices and ground her pussy against me. I also felt another surprisingly strange sensation. It felt very similar to when I was ejaculating into Anita. I couldn't be. We showeredseperately and I made us both breakfast before drivingher to the end of her street to let her walk back home. In thecar when I pulled up Vicki looked down the street to makesure nobody was around and kissed me deeply while gropingat my cock. then she jumped out and was gone leaving me witha growing cock as I watched her walk away from me. The next week was hell for me as Vicki was not in work againuntil Saturday and I desperately neede a fix of my new d**g.Come Saturday morning I. Not a word had been spoken. Seeing no action from her side I also slumbered into sleep.It must be aound 3 or 4 in the morning when I woke to see her sitting on my berth and her hands inside mt lungi .I offered no resistance. I concentrated to get a fast erection. She was kissing my limp prick even before I could get a hard on. She sucked me fast and furiously taking my obviously oversized prick deep inside her small mouth. We did not have much time and within a minute I was ejecting my semen. I blow on her nipples and at first the cool air is soothing, but it is only followed by a hot fire around her nipples. She squirms and I almost loose it in my pants.“Choose again my pet” I say. This round is about humiliation and again the five options are lined up. One is video recorder and sound system for her own porn scene. Two is me doing nothing. Three is my cock that will piss all over her young body. Four is a bottle of deep heat and my ready fist. And five is her ass, a hole I have not.