At first, John was fascinated at the concept of death; and thought it would be cool to work with the dead one on one. But as the years had rolled on h...e found it interlay too dreary. His shift began at 1 A.M., and finished at 8. On this night the rigorous hours pissed him off greatly. He was going to miss his daughters birthday party. He'd have to be asleep during the festivities. True he loved his daughter, and wanted to be there for her more than he had been. But inside, he wanted to see his. .lower...lifting up her waistband to give him access. He gently reached down, with a soft caress of his fingertips tracing little circles as they descended. He was in no rush at all, as he had learned that the pleasure of a woman took time and yielded many rewards, many delicious orgasms, if not rushed. Eventually, he rose, and she raised her hips as he hooked her waistband at each side. He slowly-almost too slowly-drew down her pants and panties together, revealing more and more of her to the. It wasn't long after he'dgotten me going down on him regularly that he surprised me with thegift of an enema bottle and a tube of lubricant, and told me it wastime to take our relationship to the next level. Without realizing it,I'd become George's girlfriend. He wasn't a horrible boyfriend, but Ireally wasn't interested in having one. I let him do what he wanted tome, and like so many other girlfriends I pretended to enjoy it. Hewasn't physically violent, and he always said he loved me. They continued like this for about five minutes, not caring about the prying eyes watching their little sex show. He got braver and held her right breast, squeezing the full flesh as he kissed her neck. Brandi's eyes half closed, her mouth slightly open, a sure sign that she was moaning with pleasure. He took this as a come on and slid his left hand down her taut latex clad stomach, all the way down to her crotch and eased her dress just enough to allow his large black hand access to her glass.