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She wondered how many people would be there; would the area be roped off, with only a carefully selected panel of witnesses allowed to Indian Girls Fucking watch? And what would they see? She knew hanging could involve anything from an instant death from a snapped neck to a prolonged ordeal by slow strangulation. Her inquiries into the most recent execution had revealed no details of the actual method used, and she had not been able to summon the courage to ask anybody. She reached the corner, turned and halted, stunned, as the vision in front of her registered. Kennedy Park, directly ahead, was crammed with people. There must be at least five thousand spectators! Death in the Park "Oh my God, the whole town must be here!" she said aloud, in shock. She was momentarily paralyzed; the crowd itself was somehow more frightful than what was going to happen to her. But then, she saw Jason walking toward her, he had obviously been waiting close to the corner. She felt almost faint from relief as he wordlessly wrapped her in his arms. "You came after all," she sighed, her dark blue eyes smiling through the sparkle of tears. Jessica noticed a hearse parked off to the side of the park gate, she shuddered, “it’s here for me.” The hearse was from Kendal’s Funeral Home. She had been informed by the court that Kendal would be holding a Coroner’s Inquest on her body after her execution. Jessica felt a shudder but tried to brighten her mood. “I’m glad to see that my ride is here,” she said, “these shoes were not made for walking, my feet are beginning to hurt.” Jessica smiled weakly through her tears, she was trying to joke, but it fell flat. “I guess that I should stay away from the ‘gallows humor’ today,” she said. He nodded solemnly, obviously holding himself under rigid control. Being strong, for her. He reached into his suit pocket, brought out a pack of cigarettes. "Oh, you darling, you remembered! That's exactly what I needed." They were Players, her favorite brand; they were definitely hazardous to her health but it didn’t matter now. She slipped one from the offered pack, bringing it to her lips as Jason flicked a plastic lighter, savored the bite at the back of her throat, and slowly, shakily, breathed out smoke. She turned back toward the scene, leaning against him as she smoked. He wrapped his arms around her waist, offering needed physical support; she was still reeling from the sheer size of the crowd. The park was bordered with a rustic-looking wooden fence, which ended on both sides of the park entrance with two thick posts. Just inside the entrance, a wooden stage had been built. The stage was about three feet above the ground. There was an upright beam on either side of the stage supporting a large cross beam. The cross beam was about 10 feet above the stage floor. There was a stool much like a kitchen step stool under the beam. A lone figure was on a ladder leaning against the beam, attaching a rope; a rope with a noose at the end. Then, the preparations nearly complete, the ladder was removed and a tall step stool was placed directly under the noose. And now she knew now exactly how she would die. Like several minutes worth of rapture burst through me in a single second. “You mean like—” “Well yes, I’m not happy about men looking at me, but it does make me feel good.” Looking at my body. Her blouse soon joined her slacks on the ground. I pushed. Golly we had to have been going at all that for an hour before I felt her love on my pussy. She also wore tight jeans, which made her petite ass look really firm and shapely. I saw Jerome throw his head back as his legs began to shake. “Um…” Justina said, her voice trembling, “no. We’re uh… well, we’re…” Justina looked about ready to piss herself, “D-D-Diamond and I… you see… we…” He was like my brother. 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I was thinking about that and looking at Liz ‘spotting’ a guy; her legs slightly spread and her pussy inches from his face, when I realised that Lewis was saying something. I let my tongue sit over my front teeth in thought. Now what is this problem with Indian Girls Fucking releasing my daughter’s grades? "You think so, even though he has a girlfriend now?" My clit pressed into her pubic bone. I thrust into her depths. An amazing delight.