John stood back to admire his work. Rita Lynn's corpse was indeed very beautiful lying in repose. Jeff entered the scene as the grieving husband and c...mplimented John on his work. Exiting the scene ; he turned off the cameras.Jeff now detailed his plans for his wife's visitation/ viewing. There would be 2 viewings; one G rated one for family and friends and another for Rita Lynn's fans/ the customers over 21. The first would be tomorrow evening from 7 until 9 with the second following from 10. Oh how his aunts would have greatly approved of Madam?s choice ofunderwear for him, he mused ruefully, the irony of fleeing a house wherehe was stifled by femininity only to end up in an even worse situation,wasn?t lost on him Frying pan and Fire, he thought.Having taken a few extra moments to try and regain some degree ofcomposure but failing miserably he responded to Greta?s bark demandinghis appearance and with nowhere to hide he slowly emerged from behindthe ornate screen."What do you think. He could feel himself get more agitated and excited and it took all his efforts not to rush things. He slowly inserted the tip of his finger in her pussy, careful not to push to hard, and reassured her that she was doing great. He slid his finger in a little further, feeling her tight pussy clamp around it, and pushed a little more. Probing the inside of her pussy, he pulled his finger out and boldly slid a second one in. Hearing no objection on Jennifer's part, he decided to brave a third one.. The three that had not cum in her mouth most of all.“So, um...” she said, not wanting to sound as if she was simply eager to suck on another cock.“Oh, yeah, uhhh ... Chuck? You are in the lead, but you said...”Chuck, held onto Amber’s hips, holding her in place for a moment as he looked over at the board. “So I am, so I am, and yes ... ahhh” he said, pausing, patting Amber’s bare flank, telling her to get moving again. As he felt his cock press deep inside of his willing wench, he looked to see.