She'd tasted her own waste before, and knew it wasn't exactly pleasant. That he loved her enough to do this... it made her want to do anything for him... Or maybe he was just doing this because it was a long seated, unattainable fantasy of his. It probably didn't matter, but she told herself that it was love that had him on his knees behind her, and his hot, moist breath on her naked cheeks.His soft, warm hands found her cheeks, and spread them further. She arched her back to try to give him. He was to be the seventh to hang that day, the last male amongst the company of six, common criminals, a philanderer, and two perverts. The small crowd that had gathered at the seventh gallows had come specifically to enjoy his execution high on the rope, but they’d be joined by others who’d seen six males pleasured by the rope that day already.As the cart trundled up to the foot of the mound upon which stood the gallows, the horde of pleased women surged forward in their delirious haste to get. My heart started to beat faster and faster now.She looker here and there and stopped, her back was facing me so she didn’t knew that I was standing there. She lifted her kurta and from back her tight legging are exposed to her ass. Her crack of her ass was quite filled with the tight legging and I can see the awesome pair of ass cheek she had. I knew what was coming now; I pulled my cock out of my jeans and started to rub that.Then she slowly pulled her legging from waist and with that her. The sensation was electric, and I had to brace myself against the counter behind me so I wouldn't accidentally fall over.Maria somehow twisted her lips like a corkscrew as she withdrew, then brought a hand up to hold the base of my shaft. She plunged forward again, and I could feel my balls stirring instantly. She pulled back once more, this time grazing her tongue along the underside my cock the whole way. Now back where she started, her eyes darted up to meet my gaze, which sent a charge.