Pamela's corpse was only marred by the sewn up incision on her abdomen. I kissed her cold lips gently so as not to mar her makeup. Taking a spray bott...e of Pam's favorite perfume; I sprayed some lightly on her arms, legs, abdomen and neck. Gosh; did she smell good enough to eat. Removing all my clothes; I placed a small stepladder that enabled me to climb easily up inside the casket with her. Once inside; my fingers found the lips of her dead cold pussy and began to massage them gently. It. I did as my sister begged and so did John. We were both thrusting our fingers up her pussy fast and hard. Tara tossed her head back and I watched her nipples get larger. She was beginning to cum. John pulled her hair back and planted a hard wet kiss on my sister's lips. I saw and felt her body shaking violently. I kept my finger inside of her and felt her pussy squeeze it tightly."Hmmghghhhhh!" She kept moaning as John kissed her. I slipped my finger out and got on my knees. Lashing my tongue. The thong was barely there and hardly more than a scrap of material. Just a last means of dignity in her form fitting costume.Her fingers found the band of material separating her hard cheeks and tugged it free before she gripped the sides and bent pushing it down as well and baring her self to my lustful stare. At ten years old she was still on the verge of womanhood, still flexible and limber and prone to fits of giggling but slowly creeping into the realm of teen girl. My dick throbbed as. I kiss her deeply. I walk her over the window of her room. We are several stories up, so there is no protest as I position her facing the window. Her nipples point out to the stars in the horizon. From behind I fondle those breasts. I still have my pants on, but she can feel my hard dick pressed in the crease of her ass. I reach around to play with her pussy. Her panties are soaked. I tease her clit and the outside of her pussy. She is already moaning as if an orgasm is near. I lead her to.