She knew that my tongue would not wag, just like the tongues of her many lovers whom she slipped so willingly between her warm, pale thighs before the...r scheduled, predetermined burials.Any living guy would have dated Lucy, but they didn't interest her. It was one of those bizarre paradoxes in life that I could not find an explanation for and it stemmed from her origins and my misunderstanding of female necrosexuality.I did not want to try and imagine the consequences. If I even considered the. After a lot of debate, it was decided that Carole should speak tenderly yet seductively, while Phyllis, as the 'cheering section', should be more crude."Oh, Dan, Dan, Dan! That feels just wonderful!" Carole exclaimed. She ran her hands over every part of him that she could reach, and told him "All of those wonderful muscles working so hard to make me feel so good! Mmmmmmm!"Carole babbled on for a little longer and when she stopped, Phyllis began running her hand over his ass and down the crack. I didn’t push him, I just grabbed him in his shoulders and kept him away from me. I asked him: “What are you doing?!”“But, I thought you loved me too” he replied.“When did I say that?!” I asked again“You say it every time, in the room, in front of my classmates”I thought back, and yes, I was saying “I love you too Paul” in the classroom in front of his classmates. Then I said again “but that was just ---“I was about to say “but that was just to make you stop from disturbing the class” when he. She smiles at me shyly as I pull back the duvet and run my hands over her voluptuous body. It feels like Christmas, as a quick pull on the lingerie makes the whole piece comes off revealing my present. For such big boobs, I’m surprised when I feel them being quite firm and perky. Her areolas are a lot darker than her body and the dark nipples stand erect proudly as I tease them with my fingers.I take my time exploring and playing with her breasts as she bites her lips and moans quietly. I.