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Lifting her head. He ran his fingers through the golden tresses and spread them out. His lust for his dead love won out, I took several pictures of her beautiful body from every conceivable angle and position. Then wanting to get closer He grasped the rim of the casket, levered himself upwards and lowered himself with some difficulty, into the casket's silk lined interior and crawled up into the coffin. There wasn't enough room for two of us, so I lay atop Abigail. His long hard dick was getting wet on the end between her long shapely legs. He kissed Abigail passionately on the lips and began to fondle her small breasts. He lingered on the other feminine garments and enjoyed the feel of fine silk, lace and nylon. There followed several minutes of increasingly heated caresses, fondles, squeezes, strokes and pets as he played with the wonderful, unresistant, yielding, pillow-soft form beneath his aroused body. Abigail's embalmed body undulated quietly almost in time to his caresses, the tender dead flesh softly yielding to each touch. Breaking the kiss, I reach under Abigail's flaccid, limp torso and flip her onto her face. I slowly reach down and gently fondle Abigail's lifeless but still-firm and supple buttocks, he used both hands and unsnapped the bra. I turn the corpse over onto its back again, As it fell loose her breasts fell free and looked much larger. He removed the bra by the front, I pull sharply and it slips from around her shoulders the rest of the way off and tossed it on the floor. Momentarily; his attention turned to the dead woman's breasts. The were quite nice and firm. Closing his eyes he cupped her breasts in his hands and gently rolled her nipples between his fingers. In his mind he imagined her chest rising to meet his touch as she moaned with passion. He leaned over and His lips began to kissed and suck on the swollen nipple of the right breast while squeezing the dead breast with his hand. Oh that was so good. His teeth began to bite softly into the cold nipple; and then the areola and the breast tissue itself before doing the same to the left breast. He placed his cock between them pushed the mounds together and moved back and forth. He murmured endearments to her as he worked himself inside her. Abigail stayed still, unmoving, unresponsive, as he kissed her, squeezed and pummelled her firm breasts. But now that I touched her naked body for the first time, I again felt so sorry for little Abigail, and I again gave in to the ephemeral insanity that had driven me to sex with Abigail's corpse! A lovely corpse, nonetheless, but a dead body all the same. I was overwhelmed with shame and remorse, Still Abigail did not respond. He unhooked the lace top sheer nylon stockings from the front and back fastening catch of the garter straps; feet pulled the garter and placed it on the chair. He pressed his hands along Abigail's thighs and grabbed the waistband of the black abbreviated lace panties and rolled the waist band of her panties back until it made a thin nylon band halfway between the juncture of her legs and her knees. The mortician had her wearing a big kotex sanitary pad underneath which I removed revealing my sought after prize. There in all it's glory was Abigail's thatch covered pussy with dark blonde curls matted by the pad that had covered them. But there was one more obstacle that I had to overcome. The mortician had inserted a small short dowel covered with gauze into her slit which I removed easily so the brown of her pussy was right in his face. Now he gently pulled them down over the hips and her thighs off the feet and over her shoes and hooked the depending straps back onto the stockings. 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