I pulled the cover off and was taken aback by how beautiful the girl looked even in death. She had been frozen on her trip here and had already been d...frosted. I pushed her breasts to test for their suppleness which was a test I have learnt to use on all his pretty female patients to judge if a corpse have been properly defrosted. Her hair was still wet and water was dripping off her body collecting in the grooves on the surface of the embalming table before flowing into the large basin placed. We all were exhausted and horny. It didn't take long for the unpacking and it wasn't too long for the sex to begin. In fact during my unpacking J.C another of the four bestfriends had his hand down my pants stroking my cock. It was hard to get things done when you have someone lip locking your mouth and fondling you but I did but as soon as I got done J.C and me went to have some fun. Now I had a good sized cock not to brag but J.C's cock was the best out of all of ours. It was big but not. They are welcome to use our pool whenever they want." But, they are naked." No problem. We are not offended in the least. In fact it is kind of a pretty sight." Mister Sherwood..."I cut her off with, "Please call me Art." Okay Art, I have the hardest time keeping them in clothes. They romp around the house naked every chance they get. I must admit, I like to go natural around the house too, but not in public." Chris, we like it too but have to be careful about the servants."Just then there was. Then there had been the most stupid bet of them all that had now led to mehaving false breasts and false nails applied and led to my firstexperience of wearing nail polish and my first make-up lesson (as thesubject!)...Where did I go from here? What was male about the person saw in themirror in front of me? The only thing that was still male about me, apartfrom the basic equipment making a tent in my panties, was my hair. Myhair had always been my way of expressing my rebellion against.