He spread her thighs, revealing her bulging pussy to Tony. Tony, now naked, knelt before the couple and guided his cock straight into Sammi’s snug s...lit. It was a tight fit, with Chuck’s cock lodged deep in her ass, but he managed. Once he was fully seated in her pussy, he grabbed her ass and slowly started to thrust his cock in and out. Chuck, timing his movements, would pull out of her ass, just as Tony would thrust into her sopping cunt. “OHHHHHH! So… so full. Oh my God!” Sammi cried. My arms are raised now, my smooth stomach exposed and my body moving slowly like a snake, my eyes are still closed but I can sense him getting closer. I’d seen him earlier by the bar. Close fitting jeans, dark navy t-shit complimenting his olive skin and dark hair. I can feel him next to me, I could imagine his strong arms stretching as he moved, his thighs tightening as his dipped low following the slow winding down of tempo, even his ankles flexing as he came back up again. As he came back up. The problem was that while he wasn't exactly a friend; Harold was a little bit more than just a casual acquaintance. He was married and had kids so was obviously on the down low but so was I, so that wasn't the issue. The problem was that knowing him, he'd screw things up by opening his mouth or something. It was a lot like dealing with Stifler from the ‘American Pie’ movies. Usually Harold would go away for a while, then weeks later he'd find me, wanting to meet for a blowjob and the process. In the room, the executioner was ready. He had his leather uniform on. It is the executioner’s job to turn this large butterfly screw between thumb and forefinger, slowly strangling the prisoner. Amanda leans across to Holly and whispers, “Have you brought your little Geisha friends with you?”. The reporter whispers back, “Of course. Have you?”. The police officer nods and the women exchange knowing smiles.The prison staffers who had been with the woman for the past hour entered the death.