The night after she was buried, they got 2 men to dig her up. There was no time to lose in order to ensure that the corpse remains fresh and attracti...e. The holy man has been known to reject ugly or highly decomposed corpses as he has to have sex with them. Fortunately, she still looked as beautiful as her photograph in the newspapers. Indeed, she looked almost alive as the mortician had done a good job. The two men were sorely tempted to have their way with her corpse but they did not want to. Later that night, after dinner, she invited me again to join her during her smoking time. We met on the terrace. She was wearing a black bra and panty. I was so amazed by that. She pulled me near her and she kissed me on my lips. I licked her tongue in response. It was a deep kiss. Aunty then removed her bra at the open terrace itself as there were no one around their house. Immediately, I started pressing her boobs. They were damn soft.As I started sucking her nipples, she started asking for. ”“Up to you. You can stay here if you’d rather...”She stared at me, wide-eyed. “You’d let me stay here on my own? You trust me?”“Can I not?”“Well, yes, but...”“Dora, I think you’re sensible enough to see you have too much to lose. Right now, you’ve got a place to live, food and a comfortable, warm bed – it is comfortable, I hope? I haven’t actually tried it!”“Comfortable enough. You’re right. But a motorbike? Isn’t it dangerous?”“No more dangerous than living ‘by the kindness of strangers,’” I. He could feel the hard little points and they almost seemed to be searing tracks across his skin.As Stacy's movements continued to become more intense and less controlled, she buried her chin into Jared's shoulder. Her arms encircled his, passing under him and holding tightly to his shoulders. She was making continuous sounds of pleasure deep in her throat.Jared's hands clasped Stacy's soft round buttocks. He let his fingers sink more deeply into her crack and he squeezed her flesh hard. His.