Casey is chatting on the phone and doing an exercise routine in her living room, when her lungs begin to suddenly tighten. She can’t breathe and she feels her pulse pounding in her head. Somehow, she is able to tell her friend to call for help before collapsing to the floor. An ambulance rushes to save her life.
Soon, a handsome EMT breaks through her door to find the unconscious blonde lying on the carpet. He uses every tool and technique at his disposal to save her life. Methodically stripping her down, blowing air into her lungs, pumping away at her chest and even unleashing hundreds of joules of electricity through her pale body, making her back arch with each convulsion.
Grimacing at the weight of the woman’s corpse in his arms, the man let’s out a groan as he walks into the empty morgue. “Of course there’s no one around to fucking help me with this!” Heaving his burden onto one of the unoccupied, stainless steel examination tables, he begins to undo the plastic sheet she had been wrapped in. Stretching her long, slender limbs to work out the rigors of death, he has ample time to ogle her naked body, to feel her soft, smooth skin. “There’s really no one around, huh?” He starts to get hard, as the possibilities of the evening unfold before him. “Well, I guess it’s just you and me, hot stuff. And what’s the harm in having a little fun?”
Christy is doing her beach body aerobic routine in her living room, when a sudden tightness grips her chest. She can’t breath and a rush of dizziness fills her prettly little head. With her last ounces of strength, she places a panicked call to 911 explaining her emergency. Christy collapses to the floor, unconscious. Will the ambulance reach her in time?
Soon, a handsome EMT breaks through her door to find the unconscious beauty lying on the carpet. He uses everything at his disposal to save her life. Stripping her naked, blowing air into her lungs, pumping her tanned chest and even unleashing hundreds of joules of electricity through her fit body, making her back arch with each convulsion.
A horny morgue tech has some sexy fantasies while examining an asian girl’s corpse. Who could blame him? Slowly stripping her young, exotic body and exploring every part of her, it’s a wonder he kept it in his pants for as long as does. How far will he take his erotic, morgue dreams? Well, he is all alone and he’s going to have to wash her body anyway, so…..
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A sexy assassin, disguised as a nurse, stealthily enters a patient’s room and approaches the motionless figure on the bed. Intent on murdering the sleeping patient, she bends down to smother them, but is surprised by a flurry of motion. Throwing off her covers, the redheaded decoy explodes into action, grappling with the would-be killer. As the redhead gets the upper hand, she wraps a garrote around the assassin’s throat choking the life from her. Toying with the woman, the decoy starts to grope the assassin’s breasts and rub her pussy, all while still strangling her. Unable to break free, and probably distracted by being sexually molested, she orgasms one last time and then dies. Mission accomplished.
No one has any doubts as to the cause of Norah’s death. The gory bullet hole in the center of her forehead loudly proclaims that it was a cold-blooded murder. Still, there are procedures to be followed, so the morgue tech goes through the routine of stripping her lovely corpse bare and photographing it from multiple angles. She will be finger printed, her nails scraped and hair combed to find any evidence. Will her killer be found? It’s pretty doubtful, but that won’t prevent me ogling her near perfect ass.
She’s a pretty enough girl, but nobody knows who she was. Just a Jane Doe found behind a dumpster, the ligature mark on her neck describing a violent end. Her broken body covered with only a cheap pair of panties and a worn, old sweater. Even these will be cut to shreds and stripped from her body, leaving her naked and exposed. No one cares, she’s not even a person now. Her body will be subjected to numerous invasive and dehumanizing procedures, just the final indignities in her short, tragic life. Well, enjoy!
Kate is waiting for her lover Nathan to get home for their date night. She wants to be in the tub with her dildo when he arrives, as a nice surprise. She smiles at the thought of him coming home from a hard day to find her naked, clean, and ready to go. Hanging up, she begins to strip out of her clothes. First, the shirt and bra, exposing her full, round tits. Next, her jeans and panties hit the floor. Completely naked, she checks herself out in the mirror before heading into the bath with her pink dildo.
The passing of a loved one is always a sad event, but since the morgue tech has never met the woman on the stainless steel table, he’s pleased as punch to examine her hot, Asian body. Who knows how she died, but she was dressed super slutty when it happened. Wearing only red, matching bra and panties, garter belt and thigh-high fishnet stockings, it takes the man no time at all to strip her down and study her dark, exotic skin. He pokes and probes her, having fun exploring her most private places, before stuffing her orifices full of cotton and calling it a night.
“Hmm.” The morgue tech puzzled over the cadaver he was currently undressing. “There’s definitely something different about this one.” He let his thoughts run while he twisted and stretched her joints, loosening the rigor of death. “Most female of this age we see in the morgue are obvious prostitutes and drug addicts, dressed in trashy, worn clothing. But with these high-heels and thigh-high stockings, this is one classy stiff.” He marveled at her soft, smooth skin and feminine curves, drinking the whole of her in. Taking his time, he enjoys studying her body in minute detail, until he was, at last, done, and a bit stiff in his own way.