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  • He came up the steps naked, except for a black hood over his head, black leather boots, black leather oral gloves and a black leather belt. His massive cock was hard and shining in the morning sunlight. She slut felt his fingers rubbing her pussy and sex realized just how aroused she was. The nipples on her tits were hard as blowjob iron. He pressed into her, the tip of his large cock just touching her wet, swollen and willing pussy. "You will tell me when to pull the lever," the executioner said. "When I feel your orgasm, that will be the signal. Once the lever is tripped, there will be a time delay on the blade. You will hear ticking, like a clock, and will have an unknown period of intense fear before it drops. This is designed to heighten the pleasure of your death." She felt his hands on her tits, and then his cock was sliding into her. She first thought that if she could hold off her orgasm, she might live. But this whole scene was just too erotic. Sally started to cum almost the moment the man entered her. She saw men around her jacking off huge unashamedly in front of her, their cocks enlarged and red. The sex, the fear, the hanging blade; she could not hold back. The orgasm now ravaged her. She heard the lever trip and knew that the blade was set to sever her head at any moment. The orgasm grew even more intense as she felt the cock black man ejaculating, his hot spurts of sperm pumping into her pulsating pussy. She was now in total ecstasy, her face flushed, her body stiff as the powerful orgasmic spasms rippling through her, intensified by her fear of the heavy blade above her. Suddenly the blade released. Sally was urinating all over herself and the black man when it stopped inches above her neck with a loud Kathump!!!!!!!!. She realized that the blade did not slice her neck. ——— Lorlei groaned and arched her pelvis forward. She had never looked hotter to me. She wiped her head around, waking up from huge whatever daze she had been in, "What?" “Well, Miss petty, that is all well oral and good and very blowjob tempting, but I have been a man of the field, not the city, and you seem to have everything your way here, so what could I add?” “Using my full name in that tone of voice won’t work with me.” "Magic word?" “Mouth off.” he ordered, and she gleefully complied, still rubbing herself as she shuffled back cock and let Phil grab hold of his dick, jacking off in front of her. I’m a Patriotic American who defines myself slut as straight. “I'm sorry, hope that didn’t stain your skirt. “Mm-hm.” “Ulrich, yes!” she moaned, her sloppy cunt clenching down around him. “So…” Liz says. She quaked as it stood there, solid in front of her face, the shaft still stained with streaks of sex grime and encrusted blood from the night before.