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Jason was in sobbing hysterics as he watched his beloved wife die struggling on the gallows. Suddenly her toes pointed and her feet crossed slightly, locking together one over the other as she stretched her legs to their limit, then releasing their tension, stretching, releasing, over and over again in that lovely, erotic motion she had always used to reach climax, sometimes without even touching herself. Jessica was in another dimension as she stretched her legs over and over. The tampons were Rubbing Her Beaver stimulating her by their rubbing friction. Her entire body stiffened as her feet came together in a stiff point. She could feel wave after wave course through her. For that brief moment, nothing mattered, she was transported and could only feel the massive burst of pleasure. She arched her body and twisted her head up. The crowd saw her wracked with spasms as her legs stretched, toes stiffly pointed. Jessica hung quietly with just a few spasmodic movements. As the wave passed from her, she pointed her toes again, and then her tortured body began to relax. Death was approaching to claim Jessica. Her movement was becoming a reflex spasm of dying nerves. The crowd heard Jessica moan as she forced air past her own crushed throat. The force of the orgasm pushed the remaining air from her lungs. Jessica bucked and writhed in a massive release as her pleasure center began to give her its final energy. Jason watched her shake like a leaf in the wind. Jessica’s body Eager Beaver gave a massive spasm and she writhed and squirmed on the rope again. Her dying nervous system was firing its last burst of energy. As the noose tightened slowly, inexorably, her windpipe inevitably closed off completely, throttling her to complete silence. The inevitable specter of death was also closing in on Jessica. Her eyes were closed to slits and her tongue came out between her lips. The crowd could see her diaphragm contracting as her stomach compressed her abdomen. Jessica’s body was using its last resources to get life giving air. Her knees jerked up gracelessly to the sides several times, hiking her tight skirt and exposing the soaked sanitary napkin. Her legs jigged dementedly, and then reached toward the ground, toes pointed longingly. Her stocking feet crossed over each other again and some spectators heard the whisper of her stockings as her feet crossed and uncrossed. Jason wrenched desperately at his captors. His sanity was at the breaking point, stretched to the limit by his horror over his wife's torture and his own unwelcome but uncontrollable lust. To his self-disgust, his erection had not subsided at all. As her dance turned obscene, he had gotten harder, painfully so, as he watched her beautiful dancer's body capering maniacally like a marionette, strings pulled by a sadistic demon. He heard a woman moan behind him. 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His gorge rose at the sight of the noose, the thick rope almost completely embedded in the flesh of her slender throat, her head forced askew by the knot, which had worked its way under the corner of her jaw. Her cheeks were wet with tears; the poignancy made his breath catch. The position of the heavy rope and the very tight fit allowed for no blood flow to the brain so Jessica was no longer aware of her situation. Her brain was dying from a lack of circulation. At some level of awareness, the very little bit that remained of Jessica knew that her body was near death and that remaining piece of her soul was looking for that peace and darkness. She gasped loudly. Her pussy squirts copiously all over Dev. "All the better to help you rest, I say. They had been lightly observant of us together and totally were on board with us to marry. 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