A hanging beats game into God’s nets better than a battalion of preachers. There is also the trite old saying that ‘misery loves company,’ and s...me of our ordeals are better borne when we are surrounded by our fellow men rather than endured alone, thus a crowd of people probably boosts the courage of the condemned man, and a charitable act is committed, though it may not be intended. Besides, the people make laws for capital punishment and we should not be too squeamish to see how the law works. Ok! So what if it was mostly girls comics and henti? Young Jump weekly and the Daily News never had any of the juicy stuff! But where had little girl blue pick up a line from Shakespeare? Which, incidentally she knew about due to the fore mentioned literature ... But still!"Isn't it?..." Her mind groped though the haze of undeniable pleasure. She could now see the mans young body dimly above her, every rippling line a study in sensuous power. Watching in a curious mixture of elation and horror. A sudden spasm of alarm constricted her neck, but she relaxed and smiled to herself as she regarded Binta's head on the pillow and recalled the passion of the night before.It had happened so fast! And it had been so much more pleasant than she'd imagined. Her own previous gropings and fumblings with boys in Rif seemed so sordid and unpleasant in comparison. Part of her felt a pang of guilt and shame. She had after all committed a crime, the consequences of which she knew only too well from. I know I will squiert. I know Im going to make a mess, but Adam loves to watch me. So I spread my legs wide even though I shake with the need to cum, even though it pulls the fake cocks further into me, forceing them to my g-spots from both sides. As my body trembles Adam and Nick pinch and pull at my nipples and as Adam stiffens I wrap my arms around his legs and pull him forward. All the way into my throat. Sucking as hard as I can, he fucks my throat, giving me every drop, allowing me to.