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Several large chairs upholstered in burgundy velvet were positioned around the perimeter of the room. The floor, like the walls, was of pure white marble. It was covered with one, vast, oriental rug. From the room, hallways led off in several directions. Their entries were covered with burgundy velvet curtains. He led lick the way down one of the hallways, passing rooms on both sides. The hall was decorated as elegantly as the reception room. It was floored in rich burgundy carpet and paneled in a dark wood. The way was lit by small gas lamps along the walls. A man in a dark suit with a permanent expression of concern stood at the entrance to the room where Abigail lay. Her attendant stopped pointed in the direction to the entrance of one of the viewing rooms. A small, gold lettered sign beside the door read: Abigail Elizabeth Miller March 4, 2015 The entrance to the visitation room was hung with heavy curtains of satin and gold brocade. A few people stood in the parlor, speeking in hushed tones. The visitation was a lovely casket affair was attended by the few, The Chapel was full of flowers. Quite a few people commented on how beautiful Abigail looked. Lots of tears were shed. The several young men were more than a little sexually aroused at seeing lovely Abigail's embalmed corpse in her casket. As Abigail approached, I expressed my condolances to their Mother, Stepfather, Stepsister and brother in the receiving line before he parted the curtains and stepped through the curtains and, it seemed to her, into a dream. The chamber before outdoor him was dimmly lit by the soft glow of candlelight. “I… I don’t know.” I replied slowly. I removed the ring and replaced the clamp. “Mm mm, blowjob I wanna see our little girl make you cum.” She sighed making me moan and press my cock against her pussy hard. If a bullet hit their tits while in that submissive stance it would costs 25 lick $. 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