Mr Burke looked me up and down. My nipples were erect and showing through the school shirt I was wearing. My pussy was humming in anticipation. “So ...ou like to smoke do you young lady” he said sternly. He stood up and walked around the desk. “I think you need some discipline young lady. Lean over my desk”. As I did he lifted up my skirt. “Let this be a lesson to you” he said and slapped my bum, hard. I yelped and he did it again. I glanced over at his wife. She was sitting on a chair, legs. We’re lucky that she was discovered a day after she was killed so there is little decomposition. This makes our job much easier. Usually, the relatives would give us a photo of her when she was alive so we can work based on that.”He showed me a photograph of a smiling W in a sexy sporty jogging outfit. Probably the type she was wearing when she was ambushed and killed.“Also, her face is totally undamaged so it will not be hard to make her look alive. Thank God the murderer did not slash her. Arms around me her hands gripped harder as I messaged her back then randomly grabbing her skin and pull only to get a squeak sound inside her body, she appears to be a tough little lady as her hips slow and move in a circle on my lap. Parting lips she takes long breaths as I grab her hair and comment that I was gentle to her only for her to whisper that even with her failed past relationship her kept to wax ropes and whips most of the time, she comments that even during there most randy play. I poured out a second glass of champagne topping up my own and handed it to her as we sat on the top of the king sized bed and then toasted each other before taking a huge swig if champers. Once the golden liquid was drunk we kissed passionately, my hands squeezing her ample bum cheeks as we sucked each other,s tongues. “I don,t want younusing your mouth on my cunt, just stick your cock in and Fuck Me! Make me your woman?” Sarah urged me. I wanted to take a long time to fuck her, but my body.