. That night later in the week, I knew that she was in the local funeral home. She was scheduled to have an open casket funeral and fortunately I had ...een to this parlor before, so I knew how to get in without being detected. I broke in through a window and went into the main parlor room. She was there in the casket. I became aroused immediately. She was wearing a very pretty black dress and that one red strand of hair was sticking out. The casket was very smooth and the inside was soft and. I reckon now, you’ll be waltzing off to have a young’un and send her back after my ass a few years from now?”“That was my plan. I know you’ll never settle down and be with one woman. Momma told me you wouldn’t.”“Hell, I reckon that’ll be the end of the trail for the red headed daughters then, I’ll be too old to knock up another young girl by then.”“You may get your nuts cut out by a jealous husband or an irate daddy, but you’ll never get too old to fuck, Frank Candy!”“Amber, you want to try one. But I was more than ready to break new ground.As I lifted her skirt I could see her white lace panties being washed by the green light of the car radio. Lowering myself to my knees I spread hers—there was no resistance. Like a photographer taking a group picture, I pulled her skirt over my head. Resting my cheek on Charie’s soft abdomen I could hear the grumbling inside her stomach and wondered if it was a sign of her excitement. It was heaven to be so close, smelling the delicate bouquet of. “Cum in my ass Wallace, I want you load in my ass.” And that was all it took, that look on her face, those words coming out of her mouth I braced myself and shot from spunk right up into her and collapsed on top of her. As I rolled off her she smiled and said, “Can we do that again?”We laid there, used and abused and tattered. This gorgeous girl that I had coveted in the office was now in my bed, butthole stretched to the limits and she is asking for more. Did I win the lottery? With all the.