I stripped off my pants and penetrated her dead body several times. She was tight despite being brutally raped and I thoroughly enjoyed the feeling of...her teeth and tongue against my penis.When I had enough pleasure with her hot, dead body, I washed her, taking particular care to spray her bloody and semen stained vagina repeatedly to clean it thoroughly. I then dressed her up in the clothes that came with her, helped her apply some make up and styled her hair for her funeral. I tried to cover. He seemed to hesitate for a moment.“I am guessing that you two would not like to be helpful and leave the room right now?” He said with a hint of exasperation and resigned humour.“No uncle, we would not,” Michael said firmly.“Not even if I say that you can take the two young women with you?”Michael hesitated, and slowly he began to nod.“We won’t leave,” Laurie said loudly.Mathew looked at her through narrowed eyes.“No?” He demanded in a soft cajoling tone.“Not without our Aunt!”He turned to. So in a very short amount of time, everyone knew me. I became relatively popular without having to do anything.Some of the other guys who had to work to get the same kind of attention didn't like that. In a small town where everyone knows everyone else and their business, those things are hard to get over and even harder to forget. So by the time high school had ended and we all headed for the local college our roles and our places in the town's pecking order had long been. . and you haven't moved your ass in that direction, not one inch. You want me to get fucked by a pig? Find one, Justin. Find me a pig with a cock and I'll let him fuck me, how's that!" You're on, kiddo," he said, grinning almost sarcastically at her. He got up from his chair and stood by the kitchen table, his thumbs hooked underneath the waistband of his jeans.He rocked back and forth on the heels of his cowboy boots, his eyes blazing with inner excitement. Pam just stared back at him, still.