The poor widow’s gardening tools were gathering dust and her sweet slit was occupied around the clock. In a way, Betty was envious but she busied he...self with the gardening and patiently waited for her own true love to come along someday. Still, she was surprised that several of the visitors to the widow’s sitting room were dark-skinned and that was something unattached white ladies didn’t normally do in a small town.It had to be one of the hottest days of the year, but Betty was outside. She realized that she was neglecting her brother and gave his prick a suck. Joe grunted and leaned over her shoulder, staring down in total fascination as he watched the brute's swollen cock slide around in her creamy pussy. The lad didn't mind waiting awhile before he blew his wad, for he was excited by the sight of impending bestiality as he was by the pure pleasure of her incestuous mouth.Preliminary doggy spunk oozed from Adolph's parted piss hole and flowed, all thick and gooey, into. .. ButI'm not beautiful, yet, am I? Can't... Can't you make me beautiful?" Of course I can," Senna promised, smiling softly. "You'll be theprettiest maiden in the whole kingdom. And then I'll take you home tofather, and he'll let me sleep on the castle beds again..."Sylvia let out a short laugh. "That's why you're doing this for me?" That, and because you're a sweet, wonderful girl who deserves it," Sennaconfirmed. "Now... Just lay still beneath me, and I'll start thechanges."With Sylvia's. . the d-dead.”Art smirked at her, and winked, too, as he ran his fingers along some dust atop a coffin. “I am. I am also dating one.”“H ... Hey.” Sometimes it was easy to forget she wasn’t only a vampire, she was also a corpse. But she could tell Art was teasing her, and she kicked him in the calf for it, hard enough to hurt at least a little.Matt laughed, but he, too, was feeling around the old caskets. “The dust and dirt around here has been disturbed. And I can hear something coming from.