That's just the main lights going off. No one is left out in the main mall area...' Before I could react, he had spun me around and pinned against the... wall. Quickly he grabbed my hips and pulled me back to his waist causing my hands to slid down the wall as he bent me over, I heard him spit and felt his wet fingers message my bung hole swiftly. Gripping my hips in both his hands he pulled me back till there was no mistaking the feel of his cold hard rubbery penile tip probing my anal opening.. It was dark work, moiling in the depths of a grave, turning over shovels of dirt to unhouse something meant to lie eternally. Once uncovered, he threw his arms around the coffin like a lover and pulled it free. He held a rag to his face and prepared for the sight (and smell) of the body inside as he cracked the lid open. The moon's shining eye peered over his shoulder, and when the lid came off he gasped: The girl in the coffin was alive! She looked alive, anyway. Her hair was soft gold, and. As she started to dry her upper body she turned slightly giving me a profile view of her lifting her sizeable breasts, one by one, to dry underneath. Once dry she faced me again and started to rub body lotion all over her big breasts and upper body before putting on her substantial white bra. Firstly, she attached the clasp at the front, turning the bra around to position it over her bulky titties. One at a time she put the straps over her shoulders and carefully manoeuvred her mammarys into. Suddenly, Uncle Jeremy pushed her back on the bed. He went down on his knees and pulled off her panties, exposing her wet pussy.“I love the smell down here.” he said. “Whatever you say, I know that your pussy won't lie to me. It wants this. I know you want it too, but you doubt yourself.”“Wh-whatever. Just do whatever you're going to do.”“Hahaha! Some words who literally seconds ago said she wants me to fuck her. You're conflicted. I get that. This is incest, you know. Say it.” he said as he.