"I tell you to talk, you talk. Otherwise, you stay quiet." If I could, I would have nodded, but she took my silence as understanding and slowly let g... of my hair. Pain shot through my neck as I slumped my head forward, trying to work out the tension her little punishment had created, but it seemed like every muscle in my body was tensed to its limit. I kept quiet, like she commanded, biting my lip when I felt her pull a knife from her belt and let my bra join the rest of my clothes somewhere. Once I got home I cleared a big area in the den in front of the bay window for Pamela's coffin to be placed. Neighbors and friends were arriving with food. It was late when everyone left and I got in bed. It was so empty without Pam. I began to wonder what liberties Zeke had taken or might take tonight with her corpse. At 5 ft 10 in tall and 130 lbs; she had a curveaeous body. I figured it would be difficult to embalm and dress a body like that and not get turned on. I eventually drifted off to. The next day I came over with my two strapons. Not sure if she could handle the 8 incher I brought the 6. After some foreplay I asked her if she wanted me to fuck her. While she sat there with a quizzical look on her face, I brought out the strapon and put it on. With her bending over, I eased it inside her, slow and easy like a man would. Then I fucked her with it. I had used it on my hubby so I knew how to work it. She had a fantastic orgasm, covering my "cock" with her pussy cream. And of. He wanted his cum in me! Nate got dressed and Frenched kissed me as he left. And Cole told both Clay and I to hit the hay—wait, to go to sleep. We all had long days the next day. I put on Clay’s Sheer Gregg Home Brief, and he stayed nude. We spooned on the sectional and went to sleep.I woke up later that night to piss, and Clay was on his back on the couch, his bronze nude body showed his beautiful smooth skin, and rippling muscles. He was asleep and had just had a huge sex weekend. Why.