"Natasha died on her way to school this morning... it was a car accident." I was shocked. I always expected her to be the same bitchy person that I ha...d the unfortunate encounter with every morning. However I was also a bit upset, I would never get the chance to ever fuck her. That is... until I had this great idea... 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 been to this parlor before, so I. I finally agreed to meet him with no strings attached or promises. I had no idea what to expect or how far things might go but I always like to be prepared. I showered, shaved my legs and any other area that needed attention, shampooed my hair and perfumed and powdered my body. I decided to wear black thigh hi stockings, a black push-up bra and the cutest tiniest string bikini panty. The panty was black with a touch of lime green lacy trim. The lime green strings tied in little bows on each of. Get used to it!" shereplied.This had to be a very bad dream! I couldn't live like this. I had tocum! I desperately rubbed my dick, but nothing happened!"No!" I howled."Yes, Timmy. Try as hard as you want, but you'll never, ever cum again.Think positive, sweetie! I did you a favor! Now you don't have to go onthe hunt any more. You know that you'll never get laid any more. Notwith that useless, little dick! But just for the sake of argument,assuming that you somehow manage to hook up with a girl:. The girl sighed and then moaned her approval of my swift impalement. We slapped our flesh together with nasty audible sounds and frenzied abandon. It was not long before I was spurting my seeds into her pulsating core. I looked in the mirror at the beautiful policewoman bending over in full submission under my complete control and knew that she desired this connection even more than I.“Mister Patel, we must only meet when the handler instructs. I will not speak of this even though I am most.