I run my finger between her lips before pushing it inside. She moves her hips as my finger fucks her. I watch her beautiful face as she enjoys sucking...me. I slip my finger out and gently massage her clit as she sucks faster. I put my other hand on the back of her head and pull her down onto my cock, forcing more of it into her mouth and throat. She moans and trembles as she reaches orgasm. I hold her head tight, her nose in my pubic bone and my cock in her throat as she groans and quivers.She. I sensed that he would like to have covered his privates with his hands but this was not possible, as his hands had been cuffed behind his back. Some of his former employees stared openly at his flabby buttocks or at his exposed genitals and remarked to one another within his hearing that he was not hung nearly as well as they once imagined. We passed by the "fishbowl" conference room and cubicles and saw that nobody was working in that area today.I had taken him by a circuitous route on a full. It was great to have freed Sara from her burial spot but there was no way to take back what those three did to her.Feeling our collective sorrow Sara gently told me, "Will, what happened three-hundred years ago is over and done. It was not a nice way to die but what happened to my mother was worse."Even though I didn't see her hanging, I was aware of the process. It was slow and agonizing. Each of the accused was made to stand below the gallows in agony as the noose was placed around their neck. She then retrieved a spreader barfrom the wall behind me and within seconds my ankles were shackled about 3 feetapart. I heard her fumbling behind me and then if it hadn't been for the gagstill in I would have rivaled Trish for volume that night. Rose, with nowarning, dropped a quite heavy weight onto the hook still hanging between myballs. I damn near fainted. I could feel the weight swinging from my ballsand the smiles on the captive girls faces told me they had a good look at.