As a kid when I went to a funeral I would linger at the casket, watching the body. When no one was looking I'd reach out my hand and touch the skin. T...e skin never felt real. It felt like cold rubber. As I got older I would attend funerals for people I didn't even know, just to get a look at the body in the casket.So, after high school I figured the best path for me would be mortuary school and then start working in the funerary industry. I've really enjoyed the work so far, but I find the. “You like?” She grinned. Paul leant towards the sexy blonde and kissed her passionately. “I’ve never felt anything so sexy!” He said between kisses. “Now it’s your turn!”The gorgeous Samantha lay back once again, still dressed in stockings and Paul took in the beauty of her body including her cock that was soft and lying to one side. She raised her legs and as Paul bent forward dipping his head low. He did it exactly as Sam had done to him, with one long lick along the length of her crack and. "Show me what you got" she panted, and threw her head back, resting it on the mirror. I parted her lips gently and began to dart my tongue around her labia and clit. She moaned with pleasure as i nibbled, licked and kissed her. When I entered her with my tongue, she quivered. "Ooh, yes, that's it" she moaned as I reached up with my hand to play with her asshole. Just the tip of my little finger at first, but she pushed at me, so I went in a little further.Noisily and hungrily, I ate. " I responded as he looked into my eyes.I returned his kiss on the lips as my hands explored his body. They travel from his hyper mobile tattoo-sleeved shoulders, to his ripped abs, to his muscular back, and all the way down to his firm ass, which was covered by a pair of black cotton pajama bottoms.After the kiss, I said to Randy, "I'm about to change into something a little more comfortable." Take your time." Randy told me as I took my overnight bag and went into the bathroom, the same.