” He eyes my ribbon rack critically. “Guess you’ve seen a few shitholes.”“A few.”He nods toward Malone. “He said you didn’t have to do...this.”“Like I told him. We all have to do this.”A terse, joyless smile. “Thanks anyway. You have a bugler?”“He’s already at the graveside.”He nods and I can’t tell if he’s relieved or disappointed. Maybe a bit of both.We wait silently, until the van shows up with my casket detail; I get them arranged and we go over the issues. None of them are happy about the. ”John got to the table where they were sitting. He asked Angie, “What’s your name?” She told him she introduced himself. Despite what the other girl had told her, the two girls and Angie talked politely with John for a few minutes.After lunch Angie and the two girls went to a place where they could be alone. The girls explained that John was the son of the head football coach and the teams quarterback. His father in addition to being the head coach was also in charge of discipline for the. ”He moves his legs and undoes his pants and reveals his penis. The girl stares at it for a moment as he takes it into his hands and wiggles it towards her. “You know what to do, right?”She swallows and steps forward. “Sir.”“No, you crawl towards it.”She pauses and gets on all fours, moving closer and closer towards him. Before reaching his crotch and taking his penis into her mouth. She licks the tip before making her way to his balls, tenderly licking every inch before moving up the shaft.“I. Pixie became aware that the sandpaper her Master was rubbing her clit with had rubbed it raw. Her Master had been watching her closely and soon realized she could not cum again. He stopped rubbing her, stepped away and went back to the cabinet. It wasn't long before he returned. Pixie felt something go over and around her clit. Even the slightest touch made her feel close to the orgasm that couldn’t come. Then she heard the hum of a small motor and felt her clit being sucked, harder and.
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