Next day I woke up brushed my teeth had some breakfast and went to the kitchen see what mom was doing. She was cooking some dish and simultaneously re...ding some article in a magazine. They was she bent forward to read the article especially with her cleavage visible through her nighty and her huge ass just waiting to be taken I couldn’t take it any longer I just stripped my clothes, went in and pulled her nighty up and put my dick in her shit hole in a swift way. I guess she got used to taking. I run my fingernails down the swell of my breasts, around my areolas, and down the undersides to my tummy. My palms just barely graze the tips of my nipples. I let out a little gasp, then the sensation is gone. They travel further down, down past my belly button to my hips and then between them, my fingers entwining as they cross my mons. My left index finger travels in one straight line down my sex and, when I reach the bottom, travel back up, pushing delightfully between my lips, and stopping. Her killer must have taken them for a souvenir or maybe the police had kept them as evidence. Either way, her full naked beauty was revealed to me. Marbling of her veins made them stand out in contrast to her skin. She looked alien , yet very attractive. In the past, I might have hesitated but then given that I already have AIDS, I stripped and plunged into her without consideration of germs and infections I might get from this dead beauty. My thrusting actions pressed down hard onto her. I went back into the changing room and closed the curtain. I quickly took off the white bikini and slipped on just my lace panties.The salesman returned.“Er, hi, I’ve got the pink one for you.”“Thank you.”I pulled the curtain open a few inches with my left hand. I tried to cover my naked boobs with my right arm, but I knew he’d get a pretty great view of them.“Could you pass it through please?”“Sure,” he replied, with a noticeable crack in his voice.He passed the bikini to me. With one hand on.