It didn’t cover her knees and she wore white sandals with heels that increased her height and emphasised great legs. I’d gone for actor chic – a...long, floaty skirt and a white camisole top. My, by comparison, small tits weren’t too evident but I know my nipples hardened a fraction when I opened the door and saw her. I invited her in, offered her coffee or something and she asked for wine. I left her in the sitting room while I poured a couple of glasses of dry white and then joined her.“Thanks,. My wrists and ankles are strapped in. The door opens again, I hear voices. The Mistress is saying “I’ve only brought 83 this time as you requested Sir”. “Thank you” is the only words I hear from the man in reply. It’s the same man as earlier today, but this time I’m here alone. The first time there were two of us. I feel scared, why am I here alone, and is his wife with him this time to witness.Then I hear Mistress again, “I’ll leave you alone Sir, there are items here to excite yourself and. After a few minutes, he stopped trusting, grabbed her head with both hands, and f***ed himself as deep into her throat as he could. Like a good cocksucking slut, she continues to run her tongue against his dick as she stares into his eyes and gags. He can feel her throat convulse as her body begins to grave oxygen, but her eyes never drift from his. He held her head in place as her eyes began to roll back and she began to pass out. Even still she didn’t try to pull away from him. “If I wanted. We want to stay here. With her.”“You mean, have your ashes scattered on the ranch, too?” I asked.“In our memorial garden. And we want to invite our parents and siblings to consider this as their home, too. Would it be too much to ask to have a memorial service when everyone gets here for the summer and to place Lexi’s ashes in our garden?” Rose was near tears, sparkling in her eyes. I looked over her shoulder and saw Sam and Hannah holding each other and nodding as tears streamed down their.