I could feel a hard nub that was her clit pushing outward at the front of her length. Swollen and well lubricated from the incessant teasing. Her hips... started moving slowly against me now and she was moaning a little louder. Was she awake??? I was rubbing the length of her pussy and searching for her entrance. She was quite small and tight but easily accessable from the lubrication. my cock was straining to be inside of her...to feel her wet sheath stroke and caress my virgin cock. I need to. I moved up and looked at the lump, then put my hand on it. It was hard and rigid and I very nearly came just from touching him.I kissed him. Yes, that's sick, but I kissed his slightly open mouth, sliding my tongue inside of his dead mouth. I imagined he was a fairy prince, cursed by some evil witch, and that my kiss would awaken him from his sleep.It didn't, of course. But that kiss kind of broke through my fear. I'd already kissed a corpse. Anything more was just adding to my awful crime.I. Next she removed each sock, one at a time. After each, she straightened and, neatly folding it, placed it across the back of each shoe. At last he stood, only in his pants. She knelt, again, in front of him and carefully undid the clasp at the waist. The slowly lowering the zipper she lowered the fabric. Using one hand to make sure none of it touched the floor she eased each legs down over his foot and off. Finally, she hung these, with care, in the closet and returned. While she had been. ‘Sherry was a brave princess, and wanted to help other victims escape Bob’s destructive power. Blankity Bob found out and planned to stop her. So he went to Sherry’s home, but she wasn’t there. He knew Sherry lived alone and that she kept a key hidden for emergencies. Searching along the sidewalk, Bob found a hollow rock under a bush that held the key.’ Her eyes flashed open and stared upward, as her mind seemed to consider the possibilities. ‘Bob took the key to a locksmith, had a copy made,.