They were still looking good and not wilting yet. I had made a deal with the grave diggers to water them to make them last a little bit longer.All of ...hem graves up on Boot Hill looked a mite depressing to me.I was contemplating that I would be joining them sooner rather than later due to my dratted consumption which took me in its clutches more frequently these days.Surprisingly, Miss Linda was all sorted out now and hardly a tear covered her pretty face. In fact, she looked almost angelic. . I can't explain it but it sent some tremendous erotic sensations through me.Heather continued, "Jason is a very attractive man. I don't think I can blame either you or Beth after this morning. I wasn't exactly the perfect role model either. I asked him to put some lotion on my back, and he started telling me how he used to fantasize about me. He told me he masturbated with my panties on his face. That got me so aroused that I couldn't resist when he started touching me. It wasn't long before. ?I want you boys to imagine the worst possible pain in the world, OK ? now I want you to double it, treble it ?? she spoke softly, then in a loud voice with her nostrils flaring ? Not even that can describe how much I?m going to hurt you two fuckers ? no one ever is going to suffer like you two are ? no one ? ever!? she turned away from them,? Come on, let?s get them back to the end of their journey!?When they got back to the plantation, she ordered the slaves to be taken to the punishment area. ” Olivia complied and opened her mouth and I inserted my finger almost deep enough to make her gag, but not quite. She closed her lips and I felt her suck lightly. “That's a good slut, clean my finger off.” She sucked a little harder as I extracted my finger. I rubbed her bottom a bit to get her attention back to the task at hand, no pun intended. The last ten went off without any mistakes, but she was sobbing almost uncontrollably by now. I was secretly glad she didn't screw up as my hand was.