Jack could see that pictures were taken in various locations, and that the victims were hanged using anything from metal wire to shoelaces, ropes, cor...ds and metal cables. The other photos showed actual real life executions, mass and solo hangings and close ups of the dead women's faces and necks after their bodies were cut down. Part of Jack wanted to shake with disgust, but greater part of him was clearly fascinated by what he had seen. The hanged were all women, and judging from Jack knew in. " "It sure did that!" I replied and I took a quick sip of coffee. She smiled and grabbed her boob lifting it and asked "Cream?" We both started laughing so hard we cried. I thought about it and said "Yes I think I would like cream." She didn't hesitate. She un did her shirt and took it off exposing her whole top half to me and she milked herself into my cup. I stirred and drank. "Best coffee ever?" I told her. She smiled and we both knew this was going to go a whole lot further then just a. “ AAAAWWWOOOWW!” Her scream could be heard miles away. My fingers dig into her hips, but it is the cock that is the worst. I shoved with my hips, as three inches of hot thick cock slides into her until her muscles can stop it. She feels her insides rubbed raw by the friction of my thick shaft, the thickness is killing her. Her insides are forced to stretch and massage my cock as though she enjoyed it. She feels her insides pull out as I withdrew, her pussy opening up and gripping the head. “Sorry I’m late, sir.” She purred, looking him dead in the eyes and he felt his cock twitch. Unlike last time, however, he was a bit more prepared for her sultry ways and met her gaze, although not as confidently. “Miss Archer, you know this is not acceptable and you have now disrupted my class. Please just go and take your seat.” He pointed to the back of the classroom, puffing out his chest a little bit and he saw her greedy eyes flick up and down his body. “Whatever you say sir, as always.”.