He couldn't help it, it was either that or collapse in spasms right on the floor for all to see. But then, after a short pause to catch his breath, he...realized that once was not nearly enough, so he brought himself to another climax, his fingers buried in his sopping pussy, rubbing with a frantic urgency as he doubled over, shuddered, and gasped. After taking a few breaths and cleaning up, he got up off the toilet and headed for the showers on wobbly legs."Are you alright?" Liz looked concerned. Again and again I thrust my hips, each time slamming the head of my cock home against her dead cervix. Again and again, like a desperate man I drove myself deep inside her, sending the corpse's limbs and breasts into a frenzy of uncontrolled quaking. I don't know how many strokes it was, perhaps five, perhaps five hundred. I could feel the fire burning up my dick from a well deep within me. I clenched tightly, not wishing to end our macabre lovemaking, but finally nature's response to my. No notice of the clock, no counting, barely hanging on while he rammed my pussy the way it had been craving all night long. I could feel my hot juices drain all over him and the bed again, which made him wild. He got us out of bed and to our feet, leading me to the restroom, turning on the shower, adjusting the temperature. He stood at least a ft taller than me with his tanned brown body so hot and so mine. "Get in" he instructed with his limited english, and he followed right behind. He. God he used the cheesiest chat up line I doubt there’s a girl in the whole of the world who hasn’t heard that one “Did it hurt when you fell from Heaven?” his eyes twinkle as he says it. I think he expects me to laugh. He has the most wonderful eyes, so dark that they’re almost black, but then the brightest flecks of green catch the light and it’s almost like there are fireworks there. I humor him and then turn back to my drink.“You know, you seem familiar,” he says, attracting my attention.