.The soldier, perhaps, went mad then. Certainly there is always a kind of madness in the heat of the moment. There, in the bottom of an open grave, in...the velvet bed of a coffin, acts of ghastly passion were enacted. The girl, after all, was beautiful in a way far beyond the scope of ordinary women, and a hundred years in the ground had done nothing to mar her porcelain perfection. As the Austrian pulled her dress down and tested the feeling of her small, unsucked breasts, he wondered if this. One day her teacher, a Nun, called on her while she was sleeping.'Tell me Susie, who created the universe?'When Susie didn't stir, little Johnny who was her friend sitting behind her, took his pencil and jabbed her in the rear.'God Almighty!' shouted Susie.The Nun said, 'Very good' and continued teaching her class...A little later the Nun asked Susie, 'Who is our Lord and Savior?'But Susie didn't stir from her slumber...Once again, Johnny came to her rescue and stuck her in the butt.'Jesus. Pauloa started to howl and Violette kissed her, and the howls became muffled noises as she had a huge orgasm when I hosed her insides. Her pussy was dripping with her juices and then some of my sperm as she collapsed on the sleeping furs, exhausted.I lay back and tried to rest. All four of us were so rung out we slept until Dignar came knocking on the hut wall. He said it was time for breakfast and if we hurried we could make it before all the food was gone. I said we would be right out, that. She wore a tight blue sleeveless dress that showed a lot of leg. I felt my cock stirring and silently cursed its betrayal. Looking around, I saw a purse on the coffee table. “Is that it?” “Yes,” she said as she walked over to it, her heels clicking on the floor as she went. I rolled my eyes. “You’re welcome.” Rebecca bent over the purse and rummaged a bit. Her ass was tight, but looked like it would be soft to the touch. I was fully hard now and a little embarrassed. The last thing I wanted.