Under her pants and blouse, I was surprised to see Diane wearing the black lace garter belt, stockings, bra and panties I had given her years ago and ...hat she never wore for me. She looked hot and wanton as she helped Tom undress.I settled back to watch. My cock was hard and dripping in my pants, so I pulled it out as I sat. Diane looked over at me only once, saw me masturbating, smiled, and returned her attention to Tom. As I continued to watch them kiss, she grasped Tom’s rock-hard erection. G followed protocol, he had a full four hours before she could expect any relief.He worked the stick across the underside of both breasts, the tender flesh exploding with white-hot pain from each flick. Then he laid it across the inside of her left thigh and start another round of mind-racking pain, moving up and down the insides of both legs. Daisy felt she would pass out, prayed to pass out, but he watched her responses carefully and timed it so that was never an option.Mark stopped for a. Actually she's still hot even now."Alright, man, you ready to take her out of here?" Gus asks, looking at me."Sure," I say, "The sooner I get her to the funeral home, the sooner I get to go back to sleep." Alright then, let's load her up."I roll a gurney in from the hearse and place it beside her drawer."Here," Gus says, "You get her feet and I'll get her head."I grab her ankles. The skin under my hands feels so alive. It feels cold like a corpse, but the skin is still soft under my touch. It. Sliding my hand up cupping her big full tit, feeling her hard nipple. "You fucking love your son putting you on display like this don't you slut?"She didn't answer, but she didn't close her legs either, allowing the trucker to take a long look at her beautiful pussy. I sped up when I saw our exit 2 miles ahead, pulled off the freeway, and the trucker showed his appreciation by laying on his air horns. I looked over at mom and she was smiling, and gently rubbing her pussy. I said very.