The connection between sex and death, it had always fascinated me as an observer, and now as a participant."He's done..." I breathed, licking my lips ...nd moving slowly.I lay between the two corpses, brother and sister, in the center of that great and ancient bed soaked in blood. Michel pushed my long legs high for him, so that I was bent over his shoulders and helpless beneath his weight. I was his completely then, open and vulnerable, and I clawed at his back as he plunged his cock into the. I caressed the softness of her flesh, smooth, clear of hair. Groaning into her mouth, as my fingers treasured her pussy before leaving it behind as I brought my fingers up to her lips. “Lick them” I demanded Her eyes were wide, looking at me with gut wrenching desire. She not only flicked out her tongue to make contact with my fingers, but drew them into her mouth, slowly, sucking hard before releasing them wet. I felt it all the way down in my groin. Rolling my pelvis hard against the machine. .my neighbors...I'm naked...the tourists...my friends...will see me...fucking..."Sheila's hips were slick and slippery as the sweat dripped and ran off us in rivulets."Exactly!" I puffed as I slowed into a deep long-dicking session relishing the hot sensations of my cockhead slipping and sliding in Sheila's lusty cunt."Bastard!" Bitch!" Dickhead!" Cunt!"Sheila's instinctive concerns began to ease as my steady stroking touched something within her...something psychologically primal. Despite her. He was a lovely gent, although he too was notabove some inappropriate groping.Mrs Green was looking at me with clear disapproval. "Young lady youbehave a little inappropriately at times." Why, because I let my man touch me and hold me and kiss me?" Yes, so brazenly and then you behaved like that with your friend'sman." You mean Mark. He is quite a lover as well."She went pale, "You don't mean that you and he have....?" You believe what you want. I would have a dance with your husband andhe.