As she walked toward the tree and the waiting cart under the prepared noose, Hannah was impressed that all these people came to watch her strangle to aunty death. Hannah could feel mr. Cady’s semen running down her legs as she walked. When she and mr. Cady approached the cart, the Sheriff checked Hannah’s hands behind her back and found it secured. Followed by Cady, the young girl stepped onto the cart and waited until the priest read his sermon and prayed for her soul. Standing next to the cart mr.Cady secretly admired the signs of dried semen on the inners of Hannah’s legs and smiled to himself. When the priest finished, Cady carefully and slowly slipped the rope noose around Hannah's slim neck and slowly tightened it until the knot rested just under Hannah's right ear. Mr. Cady stepped from the cart and Hannah looked around. "Do you wish to say anything before the sentence is carried out?" asked the sheriff. "Yes," Hannah said. "I am sorry I killed that poor girl. Thank you mr. Cady for everything and may God forgive me." "Amen," said the sheriff and signaled to the cart driver. The cart pulled away and Hannah’s body became suspended. There was almost no drop and everyone stepped closer to pussy see her final dance. Cady watched Hannah’s grimacing face and kicking feet. The strangling girl chocked noisily, gurgling and thrashing, her head tilting to the side, her beautiful neck slowly stretching under her weight. Hannah was in such pain as she looked at mr. Cady was relieve but found none. Mr/ Cady observed Hannah's veins, her last gasp before her windpipe was closed shut. Now without air, Hannah started to convulse and jerk violently on her rope in complete silence. The people watched her death dance with fascination, and everyone was excited seeing this almost erotic act of death. Hannah writhed on her rope and her feet kicked just two feet above the ground she couldn't reach. Liquid started to come out of her body, preceded indian by a stream of spasmic yellow piss that steamed in the cold air and turned the snow yellow under her. The dying girl continued to convulse, but she no longer controlled her own body. After two minutes, her feet stopped twitching and she relaxed in death. Everyone could only hear the creaking of Hannah's rope. The doctor approached the hanging body and shaved touched Hannah’s neck and then touched her soft breasts under her shirt and jacket. "The girl is dead," he said. "Justice is done," declared the sheriff. naked "Thank you all for coming." The crowd dispersed, leaving only Cady, the doctor and his assistant. The three men waited for half an hour, then cut Hannah’s body down. They brought her into the back of the butcher shop and Cady watched as the doctor and his assistant washed and cleaned the body. The doctor noted an unusual amount of sticky secretion was found both leaking from and inside Hanah’s vagina. Once Hannah’s body was clean and dry, the doctor removed the rope from the girl's neck desi and passed it to Cady. Cady watched as the doctor dissected Hannah’s body, opening her stomach and removing her intestines, liver, kidneys, lungs and heart. All organs were placed in jars filled with alcohol and placed in doctor's medical travel case. When the doctor and the assistant left, Cady was again alone with Hannah. He kissed her beautiful dead face and held her neck in his hands, feeling the place where rope did its job. Opening his trousers, Cady freed his penis and pushed it into dead girl's mouth. Hannah would please mr. Cady one last time. Her wings spread a bit. I felt the water fill the hose. “I promise daddy.” I sighed right before he slipped his tongue in my mouth making me moan because he wasn’t putting his dick in me indian yet. Sure naked it hurt a little at first but then it was nice, I wonder if just fucking my ass will make me cum like fucking my pussy does.” You’ll find everything that you need in the fridge; full English, okay?” We were just getting up to leave when Lucy pussy came straight out with, Brett Henner, our defensive tackle once caught me staring at his fat cock. They are about the same weight and height and dress in tight running shorts, sports bras and tank tops. I could see why he called mine skinny white meat. I liked him, which is a rarity, I’m not into guys. Still it might sound suspicious if I did not ask before making my proposal. She had her plastic bags for our clothing, a big grin on her plump aunty lips. She took this as a desi yes and pushed her cock back down his throat. "How do you know, if you've never tried it?" Clark took the first hit, I shaved the second then Sam confiscated the bottle and wouldn't give it back.