.. the flavor. It all forms this obsession she has."Carly, do we have any ham?" Sam asks, sticking her head in the fridge.I admired her ass in the air... wiggling suggestively. It reminded me of last night. We almost had sex. But Sam's ham craving got in the way and we stopped before it could get too far. So here I am, hot and horny and staring at a girl's ass."Check the fridge," I reply, leaning against the kitchen counter."Nah. You don't have any. I wonder if Benson does?"Fat chance. His mother. I would never get the chance now. My lust and passion for Deborah burned inside me. I can't exactly explain my actions after that. Something led me to drive over to Thompson's. I saw old Mr. Thompson pulling in with the hearse as I drove by. I knew Deborah's corpse was in there and perhaps I might sneak a peek at her yet. It was getting close to 9PM as I parked by car out of sight and snuck to the back of the funeral home. I caught a glimpse of Mr. Thompson placing Deborah's sheet covered. Slowly I go up and down and rock my hips in a circular motion. I lean back down and kiss your warm lips, your jaw, and down your neck. I place a long wet kiss right at the base of your neck as I continue to slowly fuck you. I kiss your chest and work my way back up to your lips, grabbing tight hold of your hair as I do. I come to shuddering orgasm and all of my muscles tighten on you as I scream into your mouth. As I come down off of my high I slowly lift off of you. I give you one final kiss. She said before unlocking her room opening it a crack slipping in and locking it again. I sat alone with Monty for the longest time just watching him search out his surroundings. Well Monty I guess its just you and me… Lets go in my room I wanna show u where youll be sleeping! I spoke loudly watching the awkwardly running puppy behind me…. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ 4 years later~~~~ Ugh Monty get down you mutt! I yelled as I pulled my leg away for the third time in an hour. I looked at what used to be a.