The brochure discussed recommended patient attire for the procedure—dressy but not too formal (no slacks, shorts or jeans were allowed) and strongly recommended taking care when they approached the exotic procedure site, some women due to nervousness had tripped in their high heeled shoes and injured themselves. Jessica had grimly mused, “I certainly wouldn’t want to be ‘injured’ while I was being hanged. And I can’t be hanged in slacks, jeans, or shorts; they have a dress code for executions!” There were several paragraphs on sanitary precautions that the “patient” should take before the “procedure.” A second brochure explained the post-procedure activity (Jessica assumed that she would not need to concern herself with that). The post procedural activity included allowing the “patient” to remain on the apparatus for at least an hour to insure that the procedure was successful. “What an awful thing to do to someone,” thought Jessica, “I take this to mean that beautiful my Lesbians body will hang on the gallows for an hour to make certain that I’m dead!” The next passage covered the removal of the patient to a post-procedural care facility (the morgue, she assumed) for examination and washing of the patient. There was also a scheduled Coroner’s Inquest and Post-procedure quality review, which would begin promptly at 3:30 PM on the day of the procedure. Jessica was not particularly interested in the “post-procedure” activity for an obvious reason. She was mildly amused by the verbiage and horrified by the matter of fact discussion. She did read the next brochure with a sad interest. A third brochure described the return of the patient to the family and the options (including costs) for funeral services. Patients were encouraged to plan for their “final needs” another euphemism, with some care. The families would be comforted by this closure and the patient could attend the procedure with greater ease if she knew that all the final needs strip were planned. “Yes,” Jessica reflected wryly, “I will certainly be much happier when they hang me now that I know that my funeral is already planned. My God, is this some sort of bad joke?” The court brochure indicated that a public viewing of the patient was a final requirement black of the “procedure.” “My God, they require a viewing,” Jessica had said to herself. These brochures were chillingly amusing. My daughter's girl-dick quivered wet before her. I had just beautiful seeded my niece’s pussy. of course, Especially if it is what caused my crazy It was only yesterday that I did the dare, strip I had almost forgot about it. "You know, where you use a bar of soap and a washcloth to wash under your arms, your kitty cat, and your neck," she explains to me. How about we all sit on the couch. Vicky and I sat watching tv for a bit and she got up and said that she was going to get ready for bed, I reached out and laid my hand on her ass and she stopped I pulled her dress up and slipped my fingers into her panties and her pussy was dripping wet, I asked her if she had cum already, she said that she hadn’t but that I had better be ready because she felt like it would be a squirting kind of night. Let’s go in here” which was Lesbians a jewelry store. I thought back to the night before, and a half grin crossed my lips as I remembered my own powerful orgasm. The poor man must have had a great view of my pussy as it tried to suck in a cock that wasn’t there. He looked around and realized that the coast was clear, he then turned around and pulled my cock out of the waistband of my speedo and started to suck on it hungrily. After relieving myself in the toilet, I was heading back to the table for the final round, but found my way blocked in a narrow hallway by Krah. Cindy had more globs on her fingers from my belly and brought them up to Christine's mouth. Their faces were blank and vacant masks of lust, and their nipples swollen with excitement. Her pussy writhed about my fingers, caressing me with her passion, soaking me. Feeling around she found and activated the emergency locator beacon. Linda was left to walk around in her wet shoes and outfit. It was exotic at this point that Pablo felt he was at the point of no return. That's another story! I felt like I had just been punched in the heart. He reached down and gathered her tits up in his hands. “Avril, rub this onto me.” I introduced myself and he replied, “Oh you’re the one here for the job. I could just make out the glint of a bead of juice rolling down her inner thigh. I pull it out and see that Tony has messaged me for some reason. You looked up at Todd and just smiled without saying anything. Her juices were everywhere. “Is she wet?” he asked abruptly, and Carissa hurried over to the corpse to press searching fingers into the cunt. I’d like to introduce you to my very special nurse. His balls surged again as he thrust back home. "Well, Sam and I talked about it when we got home. Suddenly he sat up, removed his hand from my panties and lifted my shirt over my head I gasped scard and embarrassed that my breasts were exposed to him. I had been with Paul the night before and we made love for what seemed black like hours. I knew what she wanted. Gotta run, backpack’s still in the quad.