>>4694
Well, first I'd probably feel up her cold skin, notice how the flowers overpowered any scent the body could produce.

I then squeeze her breasts and finger her vagina, smooch her on the forehead. Climb into the casket and cuddle with her, frotting her vulva with my dick and rest in her arms.

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You're walking on the beach and find two unresponsive girls washed up on shore, broken wands and sandles removed.