I think she could tell from the tone of my voice that I meant it—she needed to kneel at my feet. I passed a stocking to Anya, ‘Tie her hands behi...nd her back.’ Rachel looked up at me, a combination of fear and excitement in her eyes. I smiled. ‘Anything.’ ‘Pardon?’ ‘Anything. That’s what you offered to do for me if I let Anya continue. And I did—didn’t I?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Mmmmmm?’ ‘Yes…. Sir.’ Anya had tied Rachel’s hands by this time and she knelt in front of me. ‘Tell me.’ I said. ‘Tell me—you have. Undressing her would not be very time consuming or difficult, as her dress had already been slit up the back by the morticians who had dressed her. In the frenzied state he was in, it took Bob mere seconds to pull and tear the garment the rest of the way off of her lifeless body. Not surprisingly, the funeral home staff had not bothered to dress her in any undergarments. For the first time since they were both young, Bob now stood looking at his cousin's naked body. Realizing his time was. The combination of both brought me another climax, but she did not stop. She continued to caress my bud that was so very sensitive. I felt another orgasm cascade over me. I cried out for her to stop but to no avail.She did relent for a second or two to swap hands as she attacked the other breast, and I saw her skirt being lifted over her back. Her body started to be pushed against me and I guessed someone was fucking her from behind. She tried to keep the pressure on my nipple and concentrate. The need was still in me, poking out in fact, so I pulled her to the ground, rolled her to her back and mounted her quickly and thoroughly."Yah," she yelled, "s'blood."After a bit of gasping we settled together into a fine pattern of give and take and met each others needs a time or two before she unwound her legs and pushed me off, panting, "Enough, enough, you'll split me."I withdrew, kissed her, buttoned up and went to look at the softened spokes while Gilly started a fire, grinning at me. I.