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My answer to that may sound odd, blowjob but it’s true: they almost never look down the row, because their own noose is in front of them and that’s all they see. They’re fascinated by it. The few times I have seen a condemned woman look at those who were hanged before her, it’s like they don’t take it in. Their eyes turn back to their own noose.) The guard slipped the noose over Julia’s head and closed it under her right ear. She didn’t look at me, but instead closed her eyes and started drawing in deep, deep breath after breath, quickly, hyperventilating almost, trying to suck as much air and oxygen into her body as possible. I’ve noticed that a lot of women on the gallows do this. It’s not a good idea, because it simply prolongs the agony, but I suppose it’s almost instinctive when you know your breath is about to be choked off forever. The guards put their hands on Julia’s back and gently propelled her forward. She balked and I thought for a moment she was going to start struggling, but the guard resumed the pressure on her back, and this time she let herself move forward until she dropped. Her tits were large enough so that even from behind I could see them flop as she plunged and the rope snapped and creaked and she was suspended. Julia’s head started rolling back and forth immediately, but unlike Margie whose tongue had protruded instantly, Julia’s teeth were clenched and her face was a twisted rictus of pain. Her neck was thick and her body heavy, and you could see the rope biting into it, burning itself black into her flesh. Her legs kicked frantically and her cuffed hands behind her back clenched and unclenched repeatedly, twisting and turning to try and get out of the cuffs so she could grab the rope. Julia did the “scissors” for a bit, straightened legs going back and forth like scissors. Then she bunny-hopped for possibly a minute, trying to draw at least one gasping breath, without success. Her fine breasts bounced and jiggled like Jello. Back and forth she swung like a pendulum, first scissoring, then bunny-hopping and doing what is called the “staircase,” bending and kicking her legs like she was trying to climb an invisible stair. creampie (This is also sometimes called the “bicycle.”) She started to urinate as a trickle of liquid came from her pussy running down her legs, if anyone was paying close attention you can see some it was a little thicker and stuck to her legs. Seeing my cum dripping down her legs for the last time I was rock hard, luckily all the guards were facing away from me. She grew weaker and weaker before settling down after maybe five minutes into a long, slow writhe of agony, her body twirling slowly on the rope. I had to fight the urge to grab a feel of her breast then and there, but I had to stay professional. “Okay, she’s well on her way,” ebony said I said to the guards. “You two can stand easy now, just keep an eye on your two ladies and make a note of the time when they shit. Wait, there goes one now.” I heard a kind of splattering and saw that urine and a stream of loose bowel movement were running down Margie’s legs. I jotted down the time in my notebook. “Number one danced at 9:02, crapped out at 9:14. Okay, time for number three.” For the rest of the execution I did not go cell anal to cell and just observed, I made a note when Julia voided her bowels at 9:23 A.M. I’ll have to let you play my trombone again some time.” My stomach growled. 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