Tragedy on the honeymoon

For 24-year-old Beth Dodd, this was
the happiest day of her young life. She was getting married at 5 p.m., which was almost unbelievable;
she was about to become Mrs. Danny Featherstone.
They had been dating for almost five years and got engaged a year ago—time had flown by
. Buying a house, preparing for the wedding—the past year seemed like a dream. Beth had just graduated from school in May and immediately found
a satisfying job. Danny, 27, had already established himself in his father's company.

It was a lovely Saturday in September, and the cathedral was packed. Danny and the officiant were both dressed in black
, the bridesmaids in blue, and Beth, in a pristine white gown, looked radiant. After a joyous
ceremony , a wedding reception was held at a nearby hotel, where the bride and groom
reveled in the company of their young friends and family until after midnight before heading upstairs to their honeymoon suite.

The champagne made them feel lightheaded. Danny carried Beth into the room and gently placed her on the bed.
After a passionate kiss, she got up and went to the bathroom. She took off her clothes, sat on the toilet, and
emptied her swollen bladder. After drying herself with toilet paper, Beth picked up a towel,
soaped herself, and began to wash her virgin private parts. Yes, Beth was a virgin.
It had been a little difficult to refuse Danny before, but now it was time for her to give herself to him wholeheartedly. She
dried herself, put on a black garter belt, then sat down, put on a pair of thin nylon
stockings, and hung them on the garter belt. The young bride then put a black lace nightgown over her arms and
head , letting it slide down her beautiful hips to her two sexy long legs. Her feet deftly slipped
into a pair of black high heels. Beth picked up a long red rose and put it in her mouth. She was ready,
hoping Danny wouldn't get impatient, doze off, or fall asleep.

She opened the bathroom door and looked around. In the dim light, Danny
sat , grinning from ear to ear. She seductively walked to the bedside, climbed on top of him, and moved towards him on the other side
. He removed the rose from her lips and pulled her into his arms. She whispered in his ear,
"Come on, Danny, I'm yours!" Hearing this, he turned and pinned her beneath him, passionately
kissing her luscious red lips, caressing her nipples through her clothes. Beth could feel the passion
rising within her. Danny reached out a hand, slowly sliding it down her waist, then down to the hem of her skirt
, gently lifting it. His hand began to rub against her stockinged thighs. Beth's virginal
private parts became hot and wet; she now wanted her husband inside her, to experience that
feeling of being loved. She didn't have to wait long. Danny slowly slid his hand towards her vaginal opening and began gently
teasing . The pleasure was driving Beth wild. She grabbed Danny's hand, inserted his fingers
into her body, and said, "Come on!" Despite being slightly surprised by his bride's boldness, Danny
knew she was ready. As he slowly passed over her sun-kissed, beautiful body, Beth
could see his long, large member, and she could feel its head slowly entering her
vagina. When her hymen was broken, Beth felt only a slight sting, and she
gave her virginity to her groom. Danny slowly inserted himself until he was fully inside Beth.
His member felt wonderful in her tight, wet vagina, and he began to thrust faster and faster.
The newlywed Mrs. Filsholtz had never imagined sex could be so wonderful; the feeling in her place was
almost unbearable. Danny guessed that her orgasm was approaching and quickened his pace a little. As
he tried to hold back a little longer, his testicles burned, but he couldn't resist. Just as Danny ejaculated his
large load of semen into his bride's body, Beth's eyes shone with ecstasy.
The sensation of his hot, viscous semen flooding her body pushed her to the extreme. Beth's body arched violently, her vagina
spasming as she reached her first orgasm. Waves of intense pleasure washed over her, and she
screamed with excitement again and again. Danny continued thrusting, her tightly throbbing vagina squeezing out his last bit
. After a while, he slowly withdrew, lay down beside Beth, and held her close as they
drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, Beth woke up first. She couldn't forget the wonderful feeling she had experienced. She got out of bed,
went to the bathroom to urinate, and after emptying her bladder, she returned to the bedside. Danny was still asleep,
naked . Beth admired his handsome face, her eyes fixed on his limp penis,
which had been so hard and swollen the night before, feeling so wonderful. She pulled her nightgown over her head, letting it
fall to the floor. She slowly climbed onto the bed and began to stroke Danny's penis with her fingers. It
reacted , and Danny began to move and groan. Beth leaned down and kissed the
hardening thing with her lips, unable to resist taking it into her mouth. At this moment, Danny woke up and
began to caress Beth's bare buttocks. Then, he made her turn over until she was straddling his
face. His lips and tongue began to kiss and rub her vulva, then moved to her clitoris. As he eagerly
tasted her juices, Beth continued to suck on Danny's penis. It felt good, but she
wanted his penis inside her even more. She stopped, crawled around, and climbed onto Danny's hot, hard
penis, beginning to move up and down. At the same time, Danny thrust in rhythm with Bess, his fingers
caressing her full, sexy breasts. They both reached orgasm almost simultaneously. It felt so good; ecstasy
made her head shake. She pulled out and lay down beside Danny. They embraced and kissed, and after a while,
realized it was time to get up.

While Bess showered, Danny shaved. While Danny showered, Bess dried and combed
her dark brown hair, considering what she should wear for her honeymoon at the beach. She
wanted to arouse Danny's uncontrollable desire. She took out a pair of black lace panties, put them on, and then sat down.
She slipped a pair of flesh-colored stockings onto her long, shapely legs, and a black lace bra accentuated
her 38D breasts. She pulled a light blue V-neck short-sleeved cardigan over her
arms and head, tucking it up to her waist, then perfectly slipped on a black linen mini-skirt,
zipped it up, and slipped her lovely feet into her black high heels.

Just then, Danny emerged from the bathroom, looking at her with fiery admiration. As she
passed to put on her makeup, he suddenly pulled her close, bent her over, and gave her a passionate
kiss. While Beth was putting on her makeup, Danny packed their travel luggage and moved it to Beth's car.
They checked out of their room, had lunch at the hotel restaurant, and then, around noon, Danny
set off. The road to the beach was quite long, about eight hours. As Danny drove along the
interstate , Beth nestled close to him. They took turns driving on the somewhat congested interstate.
After the first five hours, at the last interstate rest stop before they changed direction, Beth
pulled over to the side of the road. They needed to use the restroom before continuing. As Beth
got up from the toilet, she suddenly had an idea and pulled down her lace panties and stuffed them into her handbag.
Back the car, Danny sat in the back of the wheel, and they continued on their way,
driving a few more miles toward their fork in the road leading to the beach. The road was straight, and the traffic was surprisingly light.

Beth couldn't resist trying her hand at it. She started kissing Danny, her hands on his
inner thighs . She saw desire rising in his eyes and knew he was just as eager as she was. Slowly,
she unbuckled his belt and zipped up his pants. She loosened her seatbelt and slipped her hand
inside his pants. Danny helped her pull his pants down to get his erection out
. She looked up at him, and he clearly saw the love and longing in Bess's eyes. Then, she
began licking his penis again. He was losing control a little. Bess started taking his penis
deeper into her mouth; she loved the feeling of having it in her mouth, and Danny felt just
as good. Danny knew he would ejaculate soon, so he pulled off the shoulder and barely managed
to get into the parking lot of an old, closed shop before he ejaculated in Bess's mouth.
Incredibly , she almost choked on his semen, but she persisted, keeping it in her mouth until he stopped
ejaculating and went limp. His semen was a little salty, but also somewhat sweet. She licked
her lips, swallowed, and then reached into her handbag for some tissues to wipe Danny clean.
After a passionate kiss, they were back on the road.

Bess then began to tease Danny with the hem of her skirt, slowly lifting it up past
the elastic top of her stockings until her alluring pubic hair was revealed. Danny's right hand reached out,
touching and caressing the inside of her beautiful thighs. When his hand brushed against her genitals,
Bess turned slightly towards her husband in her seat, pressing his hand against her body, and her juices
began to drip. His middle finger found her vulva and began to thrust in and out,
intermittently rubbing her highly aroused clitoris. At this moment, Bess felt as if she were in heaven. As she approached climax
, her legs tightly gripped Danny's hand. Just as Danny looked up at the road and saw a
minivan crossing the center line and heading towards them, her legs were still squeezing his hand.

Danny pulled his fingers from Bess's still throbbing vulva and tried to turn the steering wheel,
but the minivan had already crashed into them head-on. The impact caused the driver's side airbag in Bess's car to deploy,
but there was no airbag in the passenger side. Since she wasn't wearing a seatbelt, she was violently thrown
forward the dashboard and windshield, then bounced back against the back of the front seat. Bess's head
struck the dashboard and windshield at an odd angle, snapping her neck. Her
last earthly sight was a string of shimmering halos, and her soul left her body, rising gently
into heaven. Bess's beautiful brown eyes stared straight up at the sky.

Meanwhile, Danny gradually regained consciousness, his head still spinning, his neck and back aching. He turned
to his bride, her face still bearing the same excited smile he had seen before the crash. He called
to her, but received no response. Danny leaned forward and touched her, trying to
feel , but he felt nothing. His wife was dead; this fact sank deeper and
deeper into Danny's heart. He lifted Beth's body; her head had rolled to the right, and a trickle of blood
seeped from the corner of her right mouth. He shook her head and body, pulling her tightly into his arms, crying, "God, why,
why did you take her away?"

At that moment, the woman in the van hurriedly looked back at her five-year-old
son ; he looked frightened, but was alright. She grabbed her phone,
climbed out from behind the deflated airbag, and dialed 911. She reported her location as clearly as possible to the operator,
then opened the right-side door of the van to check on the people in the other vehicle. She went
to the driver's side and peered in alarm, only to see Danny holding his bride's lifeless
body .

A few minutes later, an ambulance arrived from a rescue station in a nearby town,
followed closely by a highway patrol car. Together, they managed to
pull Danny off Beth with great difficulty. One of the paramedics in the ambulance thought he could feel a faint pulse, so
they put a neck brace on Beth, moved her to a gurney, and began
CPR . While the patrol officers questioned Danny and the van driver, one of the paramedics lifted Beth's
shirt and unhooked her black lace bra, her
full breasts heaving as they performed CPR. They continued until the paramedics arrived and checked Beth's vital signs.
Finding no signs of life, he signed a discharge papers stating that further resuscitation was unnecessary. He bent down...
They closed her eyes. At that moment, a sheet covered the body of young Mrs. Beth Featherstone.
Her honeymoon was irrevocably over in an instant.

By this time, the accident scene was a chaotic mess of judicial and medical personnel. The coroner
arrived and directed the transport of Beth's body to the county morgue. The
ambulance that had spent so much time on Beth's body was assigned to transport it. Meanwhile, the patrol officers finished questioning Danny and the woman driving
the van . She admitted to
being distracted when her son tried to get out of his seat to reach for his drink that had fallen on the back seat. Both she and Danny were in a highly unstable emotional state, and they were taken to the local hospital for examination along with her
son .

Beth's body, covered by the sheet, was loaded into the ambulance and prepared for transport to the morgue. A paramedic
jumped into the back of the van and stayed with the body. Halfway through their journey, he pulled back the sheet,
wanting a closer look at the young woman. He admired her sun-kissed legs, encased in stockings,
and pushed up her blouse, touching her gradually cooling, full breasts.
A shout came from the driver, warning him that this would cause trouble, so he removed his hands and pulled her blouse
down . But he couldn't suppress his curiosity and desire; his hand now reached for her skirt, slowly
pulling it towards her waist until her pubic hair, which wasn't covered by underwear, was revealed. He could hardly
believe his eyes. He reached out his gloved hand and groped between her legs, only to be scolded
again by the driver. He had no choice but to pull Bess's skirt back down and cover her with the sheet again. By this time, they had
arrived at the morgue's receiving area.

When the young bride's body was unloaded from the car and wheeled into the morgue, the coroner was already
waiting there. He had already discussed the circumstances surrounding her death with the doctor who pronounced her dead at the scene.
His wife was hosting a Saturday dinner party at home, and he was about to be late, so he wanted to get this
done quickly. After Beth was moved to a stainless steel table, the coroner removed the sheet covering her body
. He quickly examined her neck and decided that an autopsy was unnecessary;
the cause was injury from the impact and a broken neck. He instructed the young morgue attendant to handle her
body and contact the funeral home once her family had chosen one. He said this might happen
the following morning, and instructed the attendant to undress her, clean her, and then put her in the refrigerator. Then,
the coroner left to attend the party.

The morgue attendant for tonight was Ian Fisher. Ian was a
second-year medical student majoring in pathology. He had worked as an intern all summer and
was returning to school in the middle of next week. Normally, Ralph Wells
would be with him, but this weekend, Ralph had taken the day off, and everyone thought Ian could handle it
alone. Ian watched the morgue drive the car out of the parking lot and leave, then returned to the body. Ian
looked her up and down; it was such a pity that such a beautiful woman was dead. The coroner had said she
was a bride on her honeymoon. He lifted Beth's head, placed the neck pad under her broken neck,
and reached out to pull her cardigan and bra up over her head and shoulders. He lifted her head again, pulled
the cardigan and bra off her head and shoulders, and then put her neck back on the pad
, her head slumping on the table. My God, what a sexy body! Only the tiny marks left by
sunbathing . Ian walked to the other end of the table and
took off her black high heels. Then, he unbuttoned and zipped the black miniskirt, pulling
it down from her beautiful buttocks. Imagine
the . He stared at her graceful curves, using his fingers to roll her thigh-high
stockings down her alluring legs.

Ian wanted to look at this young woman more closely; in fact, he wanted more than just that! He
wanted to defile her young corpse. He recalled that about a month ago,
a 35-year-old woman who had died in a motorcycle accident had been brought in, and when he stripped her naked and smelled the scent of her dead vulva
, he couldn't resist. He felt a burning lust, but Ralph was there, so he
had to restrain himself. But tonight, he was alone. He walked past her and
spread her legs at knee level. Ian could smell the scent of her dead vulva and couldn't resist the urge to
taste it ; he hadn't tasted it in a long time. As he pulled down his trousers and underwear, his
little brother became fully "alert." He spread Beth's legs further apart, climbed onto the platform
between her thighs, and buried his nose in her exposed genitals. He began to lick and suck her dead
vulva, then thrust his tongue as deep as possible into her slit. Next,
Ian tasted her while alternately caressing her two sexy breasts with his hands. After he had
lubricated her sufficiently, Ian climbed on top of the dead bride and inserted his eager member
. As he caressed her face and kissed her lips, he thrust
into her with all his might with his large, hard member. Her vulva was tight, and with each thrust, it seemed to be
squeezing his little brother, which excited him greatly. Mrs. Beth Featherstone,
who had been enjoying "sexual bliss" with her husband last night and this morning, was now being raped by Ian in death.

Meanwhile, at the local hospital, Danny was undergoing examinations to determine if he had suffered serious
injuries. Although he had been given a suitable dose of sedatives, the image of Beth's corpse kept haunting him
; he had lost his best partner and beloved wife on the very first day of their honeymoon. He recalled their lovemaking
the previous night, how she had, as promised,
given him her beautiful, sensual body completely on their wedding night. He didn't know what life would be like without her and began
to sob uncontrollably.

Just as Danny was grieving the loss of his bride, Ian gradually reached his climax.
Wave after wave of thick semen shot deep into Bess's vagina. Ian collapsed onto her corpse, and
after a while , he withdrew his limp member from her body and climbed down from the table. He
gazed at his "ice lover" and smiled. His lips frantically kissed Bess's cold, pale, slightly
parted lips. He put his underwear and trousers back on and began preparing to wash Bess, dry her,
and then put her in the freezer. As he washed her shoulders, chest, abdomen, and legs, he
adjusted the water temperature to lukewarm, then increased the flow, rinsing her thick black pubic hair to
thoroughly wash away all his "evidence." He then changed the spray into a concentrated stream, inserting it into the corpse
's vagina and continuously flushing until only clear water flowed from her body. After doing this, he turned off the water and
began to dry Bess's body with a large towel. As he cleaned her body, he thought of her
husband . Such a beautiful woman shouldn't have become a pile of dead flesh in the morgue. After drying her,
he put her in a drawer of the freezer and covered her with a sheet.

Ian put Beth's clothes in a plastic bag and the coroner's in another.
He picked up her handbag, opened it, and looked down to see a pair of black lace panties tucked on top. He laughed.
"I know how much they enjoyed themselves." "I bet her husband had a great
time ; it'll be unforgettable for him." Ian packed up and waited to go home.
At 7:30 in the morning, the coroner arrived; it was time for him to go home too. Beth and Danny's parents had rushed over that night. That
morning, Danny also left the hospital; they stopped by
the morgue . The coroner was informed that Woodlawn Funeral Services
would handle Beth's funeral. Owner Ronnie Yatt
received a call and dispatched
an employee named George Carpenter in a hearse to retrieve the young bride's body, a journey of six and a
half hours each way.

Later that Monday afternoon, Ronnie Yatt, his wife Carol
, Danny, his parents, and Beth's parents met to discuss the funeral arrangements. They decided to
embalm for public viewing. The viewing was scheduled for Tuesday evening from 7 p.m. to 9
p.m., and Beth's funeral would take place Wednesday morning at 11 a.m. at the cathedral where she and Danny had been married the previous Saturday evening
. Although somewhat reluctant, Danny complied with her parents' wishes and buried her in the Dodd family catacombs in her
hometown , the city where her parents still lived. The ceremony
and formal burial were scheduled for Thursday afternoon at 3 p.m. so that the coffin, family members, and mourners could travel
300 miles to her hometown.

Late that night, George Carpenter returned, bringing Beth's body. As soon as he arrived, Ronnie and
Carol immediately began embalming. The body was placed on a table, and embalming fluid
was injected through small incisions on the left side of the neck and thigh, while blood drained from a vein in the neck. Ronnie moved
the body's arms and legs to distribute the embalming fluid evenly. After the infusion and drainage were completed, the arteries and veins
were sealed, and Beth's body was placed in a refrigerator overnight.

The next morning, the embalming continued. Carol helped Ronnie remove Beth's lifeless
brown eyes, replacing them with oval-shaped fillers, and then sealing the eyelids with glue. A wad of cotton was
stuffed as deep as possible into the throat, then the lips were glued in place, and cotton balls soaked in insecticide were inserted
into the nostrils. With Carol's help, Ronnie turned the curvaceous corpse over, belly
down, and walked to the center of the worktable. Spreading the two perfectly proportioned long legs, Ronnie inserted a section of plastic
tube into the corpse's rectum, leaving only a small part of the head protruding from the anus. A rigid foam plug
sealed the end of the tube for use when water was needed to expel gas before burial.
Glue was applied to the outside of the tube to seal the anus. After turning the corpse face up again, another tube
was inserted into the young bride's vagina, all the way to her cervix. Then, the labia were sewn together to
seal the gaps around the tube, and glue was applied around the tube and at the sutures to
seal . A rigid foam plug was used to plug the end of the tube that was still slightly protruding from the vagina.

Danny decided Beth should wear the clothes and jewelry she wore at her wedding, but Danny was too heartbroken
to do it himself, so these items were taken to the funeral home by Beth and Danny's mother. They even
chose a coffin before leaving the funeral home to go home. Carol helped Ronnie dress the young bride in her funeral
attire. A pair of white lace panties were pulled
up until they were in place, revealing her dark pubic hair through the lace and the end of the tube inserted into her vagina between her legs. Long white lace stockings rolled up
from her feet to mid-thigh. Ronnie lifted the corpse's head, neck, and shoulders so that Carol could put a strapless bra on Beth's full and firm breasts, fastening it from behind, and put on a pair of white high heels. 　　At this point, Ronnie moved the body to another table so Carol could wash and comb her dark hair. Carol took out the wedding photo that Beth's mother had brought, ensuring that Beth's body looked as close as possible to how she appeared on her wedding day. After Beth's hair was washed and combed , Ronnie and Carol compared the final result with the photo and nodded in satisfaction. Now it was time to put on the wedding dress. Ronnie and Carol worked on Beth's body for a while, and finally, they managed to dress her in the beautiful gown. Then, Ronnie moved the bride next to her gray coffin and gently placed her inside. As Carol brought the makeup kit, he covered the upper part of her wedding dress with several towels. Following the wedding photo, he used an eyebrow pencil to shape the body's eyebrows and eyelashes, then applied blush and other makeup to the body's face , and lightly applied a layer of cherry-colored lipstick to the lips.

Ronnie then took out a small jewelry box and handed a pair of diamond earrings to Carol, who
placed them on Beth's ears. A diamond necklace was placed around the body's neck, and Beth's watch was put on her
right wrist. Then, the diamond engagement ring and her wedding ring were slipped onto her fingers. By this time,
she was dressed as beautifully as she had been for her wedding, in preparation for her funeral. A deep red
rose was placed in her hand, and then her hands were clasped together. Ronnie and Carol stepped back
slightly, admiring their "work." Clearly, this young bride was
the most beautiful corpse they had handled in their twenty years in this line of work.

Later that afternoon, Danny and both families came for a private viewing. When his
beautiful bride's body came into view, Danny felt dizzy and had to be helped to a bench while the other family members viewed
the body. When Danny regained his composure and walked alone to Beth
's coffin, many of them wept. He turned, nodded, and expressed his satisfaction with the funeral
organizers ' work. He bent down, grasped Beth's cold, stiff left hand tightly, and then,
unexpectedly, kissed her cherry-red lips. Afterward, Danny and both families returned to his parents'
home.

That evening, mourners solemnly filed past the young bride's coffin; almost all the women
wiped away tears with handkerchiefs, and upon seeing the beautiful young woman's body lying before them,
many men felt an erection, which they quickly tried to conceal. All the mourners
felt deep sympathy for the young groom whose marriage had ended before it had truly begun. After all the family and mourners had left
, Ronnie closed the coffin lid. The next morning, the coffin was taken to the church, where
the body lay dignifiedly for an hour before the ceremony began. After a solemn and moving ceremony, the coffin lid was closed
once more , and the young bride was placed in the waiting hearse, ready to be taken back to her hometown.

The following afternoon, outside the Dodd family catacombs, a pre-burial ceremony was held with the coffin open.
When the coffin containing his beloved bride was finally closed and carried into the catacombs and placed in the crypt,
Danny broke down, weeping uncontrollably. A concrete slab was moved over and placed on top of the coffin,
and the door to the catacombs was locked.

Among those attending the burial
was Jason Dodd, Beth's cousin, whom he hadn't seen for years; he
likely . He was captivated by the beautiful corpse, but it was the expensive jewelry she wore
that truly caught his eye. He was a mechanic at the local new car dealership, and when he returned
to work , he talked to another mechanic in the group named Carl about attending his
cousin's funeral, who had died on her honeymoon. Jason also mentioned the glittering
jewelry . To avoid arousing Jason's suspicion, Carl discreetly noted
the location of the burial chamber within the cemetery. After expressing his condolences, he and Jason returned to work, but Carl couldn't stop thinking about the young
bride and her jewelry, even at the end of the day. He
drove , noting it was a very old one and seemed unattended. He got out of the car and found
the cellar the Dodds had used as the burial chamber.

That evening, Carl called his friend Derek, telling him
he needed his help Friday night. He didn't explain the purpose, but Derek guessed it would be
another burglary, like the ones he'd done for Carl before. Imagine
Derek's surprise when Carl pulled him into the car and drove to a secluded spot near the burial chamber.
Even after Carl explained about the jewelry and the young bride, he still felt
uneasy .

Entering the catacombs was easy for Carl. The lock on the door opened quickly, and Carl and
Derek, armed with two crowbars, went inside. They found the tomb marked "Bessdod Featherstone," and
used the crowbars to move the concrete slab to another tomb. Then, Carl squeezed his crowbar into
the gap outside the coffin and, after some effort, loosened the lid. Slowly lifting the upper half of the lid,
Carl could hardly believe his eyes when he saw the young and beautiful bride. His cousin was
right; she was beautiful, and so were her jewelry—which, of course, was what had truly drawn him there.
He told Derek to open the lower half of the lid, which was easily done with the crowbars. Then, they
saw the entire exquisite body. Carl removed the diamond earrings from her earlobes and put them in
his pocket. He told Derek to lift the body, but Derek didn't want to touch the corpse. Carl
insisted, so near the head of the coffin, Derek lifted the head and shoulders to allow
Carl to remove the necklace, then put her back down. Carl removed the watch from the corpse's wrist and
the ring from her finger. Derek prepared to leave, but Carl wasn't in a hurry. His manhood
had hardened when he saw the beautiful, dead bride; he couldn't resist possessing her. With Derek's
reluctant help, they carefully removed the wedding dress from Beth's body. When the strapless
white bra was removed, her sexy, firm breasts were revealed, looking very fresh.
At this moment, Carl grabbed the waistband of the white lace panties, passing over the corpse's buttocks, legs, and feet, and pulled
them down. He glanced at them, a hint of doubt arising in his eyes, staring intently at the tube
protruding plugged with a tube. However, he still wanted to molest the dead young woman. He
took out a large folding knife and unfolded it. To Derek's surprise, Carl tore off the glue and
cut the sutures that tightly bound Bess's vulva to the tube. After
removing the sutures and most of the glue, Carl grabbed the end of the tube and yanked it out of the corpse's vagina
. Carl pulled her up and put her back in the coffin.
He took a tube of Vaseline from his pocket, bent down, and squeezed some into her cold, somewhat relaxed vulva after death.
He inserted his middle finger and began to finger-sexually violate Beth's dead genitals. He took off his
shoes, trousers, and underwear, climbed onto Beth's body, and spread her beautiful legs wider.
Carl kissed her cool, cherry-red lips deeply, then thrust his erect member into
the corpse 's vagina, beginning to pump forcefully and for a long time. Derek, who was keeping watch at the entrance of the tomb, couldn't
believe that Carl was so "thirsty" as to violate a corpse, but he was doing it, and
judging from the sounds he made, he was quite satisfied. Carl's speed increased until he could no longer
control himself , and with a final, powerful thrust, he ejaculated his hot, viscous semen deep into the
dead bride's vagina. For a while, Carl panted, limp on top of her, before pulling out
his still-erect member and climbing out of the coffin. "That was really satisfying," he said to
Derek, "without spending a penny." Carl bent down, removed Beth's white high heels,
and rolled up her lace stockings, pulling them off her feet. At that moment, Mrs. Beth Featherstone's beautiful
body was naked in her final resting place. Carl's semen leaked from her genitals, flowing down
around the tube the funeral workers had inserted into her anus. Carl and Derek took one last look,
then closed the coffin lid, moving the heavy concrete slab back over it. Making sure
all the jewelry was still in his pocket, Carl picked up the wedding dress and rolled it up, while Derek
took the underwear and shoes. Afterward, Carl fixed the latch and locked the door,
making it impossible to tell what had happened that night. After putting everything in the car, they quickly
disappeared into the night. The following night, Carl sold the jewelry, the wedding dress, and the shoes, allowing
Derek to take the bra, panties, and stockings to give to his girlfriend.

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Epilogue Three years later, Danny Featherstone was still immersed in grief over the loss of his beloved bride
. He often woke up from nightmares of the car accident, and every day he thought of Beth. Occasionally,
his thoughts would drift back to the brief moments of joy he and his lovely wife had shared before the accident. The
woman who had struck the newlyweds head-on in her van was charged with "crossing the center line" and convicted of
"vehicular homicide." Unable to bear the reality of killing her young bride, her marriage collapsed, and
she committed suicide a year later; her body was cremated. Meanwhile, Derek was serving his second year in prison,
sentenced to seven years for a series of robberies and thefts, though these were unrelated to Beth Featherstone's case.
Carl had died of AIDS three months earlier, contracted about a month after a grave burglary when
he visited a brothel, paying her with part of the proceeds from selling Beth's jewelry and wedding dress
. Ian Fisher, the young morgue clerk, was undergoing his pathology residency at a hospital in a large city
near .
For three years since his affair with the young bride, he had taken advantage of his alone time with a series of female "patients"
to satisfy his desires. Meanwhile, Mrs. Beth Dodd's naked body lay slowly rotting in
the Dodd family crypt, the young bride's final act of defilement never
being discovered.

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