Her breathing became shallow. She felt her white cotton bikini panties press hard against her bulging vulva. She was becoming wet between the legs and...in desperate need of sexual relief. And when Cassie's fingers slipped inside her panties, Susan made no resistance."Um honey, you need an orgasm don't you?"Susan leaning back on her elbows didn't answer."Lift your hips up," Cassie softly said. Susan did and in one swift motion, she felt Cassie removed her panties. Her pussy was open and exposed.. I study her body, admiring her long legs, narrow hips, flat stomach, and firm breasts. I'm getting slightly aroused. She was hot when she was alive. 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. I pushed my hips against the cold wall, to feel my clit rub on the coldness. I grew wet and it grew larger and was pulsing against the cold wall. I slowly turned around, letting the water slowly run down my tight hard nipples and cold pussy. It sent waves of goosebumps all over my body again. I eventually ended up getting out of the shower, never fulfilling my crave for an orgasm. I was tired and now cold, from being up on the top floor. My nipples got hard and I was shivering as I walked out. Kevinstared at her, what she was saying hung dully around his head."You think I look like a trans man? Motherfucker that's how we got thatfucking contract! That fucking bitch, probably did it to prove a point tofucking Phil," Kevin started hissing as the doors to the elevator openedon the lobby."Got what contract?" Shirley Leslie, she said it was nice to see some diversity here, Ididn't understand what she meant, but she meant me. She must have thoughtI was trans! Fuck sakes, I could live off.