Leonard looked shocked when Mrs. Langston hugged him.“Thank you. Donnie cared a lot about the mission.”Mr. Leonard tried to reciprocate the hug. �...�It’s our pleasure.”Once everyone else had left, Ben pulled the undertaker aside. “Sir, these young men, who stood by the casket, need a few minutes to say their goodbyes. Could you give us about five minutes please?”“Yes, Sir.” He checked his watch. “I have to use the facilities, by the time I get back that should be enough time. We can’t wait much. Nesbit and him touching me and everything and i started cuming so of course i lost control of my mouth (when im really turned on i seem to lose control of what im saying and say some dirty things) and i moaned fuck me mr. nesbit when i was cuming which would have been fine IF i had been alone. when i looked up mr. nesbit was standing there looking right fucking at me! oh god i was so fucking embaressed. i jumped up and started pulling my dress back up and he said you dont have to cover yourself. .." Satisfied that the beads were firmly in place, I walked over and brought a wooden arm chair over to her. "Up." I commanded, and I helped her to get up off the floor and get into the chair. I positioned her in a slouched position in the chair so that her ass stuck out with the ring showing and her legs could be brought up onto the arms of the chair. Taking a couple of the scarves I secured each ankle to the arm of the chair. "Now continue playing with your cunt, My little slut," I said. Two. “Have a nice day.” He said and hung up.She didn’t quite understand it at the time, but the panties actually made her strangely calm and she was finally able to focus on her work. Her head wasn’t spinning like it had been when she met him a few days earlier. Was this what she really needed? She thought. Was his control improving her concentration and making her calmer? How could this be? How could a pair of panties inside her make such a difference in her demeanor? When she turned on her.