Imagine Derrick's surprise when Carl picked him up in the van and they drove carefully, to a secluded place near the cemetery crypt, not wanting to get stopped by the police. He was still wary after Carl explained about the jewelry and the young bride. The moon was still full so Carl was able to find and walked apprehensively toward the cemetery gates easily. It was 2:08 A.M., and the groundskeeper had gone home hours ago. Armed with a crowbar, a flashlight, a hammer and a pair of industrial strength gloves, he noiselessly scaled the weather beaten fence surrounding the burial grounds and continued on his path inside the graveyard property. Derrick dreaded blowjob nothing more than being alone in the dark, here of Hairypussy all places. He stumbled about the area somewhat clumsily, sporadically shining his flashlight against tombstones to guide his way. After slightly more than 4 minutes of searching, Carl's light shined upon the object of his search: the cemetery’s small white grey granite crypt, an imposing gothic structure that was home to more than dozen corpses. Carl read the name over the door: " MILLER " was carved in bold letters into the granite block. He had never noticed the one tomb. But perhaps it was because the block was partially hidden by a branch, the leaves of which had already fallen, revealing the name inscribed. Despite it's fortified appearance the lock to the entrance door was picked in no time after just three ambitious prying motions with the crowbar. The caretaker had installed an inexpensive, ineffective lock, no doubt thinking (for the most part, rightfully so) that no one would desire to break into this place of time-frozen sorrow and death. Carl japanese and Derrick walked down some steps to the tomb itself, eagerly clutching a flashlight and a crowbar. Fortunately too, a small skylight had been cut into the chamber above, giving a ray Fingering of moonlight; the light from the full moon enabled me to adjust to the dimness and see around the tomb. Each bore a family name carved into a stone block over the entrance. Beside the door, on a bronze plaque were the names of those entombed within. A stone angel stood to the right of the door as a silent (and ineffective) guardian to this dank and dismal place of death. She pushed on the door and found that it yielded easily to her touch. Silently, reverently, Carl stepped into the shadowed vault. Derrick couldn't think of anything worse than being here alone, Except being here asian alone for all eternity. The smell that greeted Carl and Derrick's senses as he entered the structure was one of mildew and mustiness, not unlike the scent of an old, long-neglected basement combined with the smell of old linen that had been locked away in a trunk for many years. Derrick's skin crawled. The entrance room was only dimly illuminated by the light which penetrated from the outside. Only the faint light of the moon shown through the mausoleum's faded and dusty stain glass windows was high overhead and could not penetrate directly into this recess. Straight ahead, an archway marked the entrance to a tunnel which sloped downward into the hill an disappeared in the darkness... Above the arch were carved the words: "Peace to all who enter here". If you do, it’s yours. “Thank you, Justina.” I said to her, “I’m sorry I’ve been such a bitch to you.” “You're such a good student! “I figured that coupled with the nanobots you already both have injected into your cunts – you know, the ones Hairypussy that force the two of you to regularly masturbate - it would be quite amusing to see the additional effect on the two of you carrying the parasites. I smiled at Elenore's words, obviously the girl had something on her mind. 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Finally we got out and dried off, we had a couple more beers and just lounged around naked. “If you so much as touch me,” she said but with two holes in the ball it was the work of a moment to seize her from behind and wrench her jaw open so I coud force the ball between her teeth. With every button of her blouse she let out another “No, please don’t” but was not able to stop herself and soon she was standing in front of us in only her pantyhose. Amanatia says loudly, poking one in the chest. Candice was at the front door smiling, and holding it open for us. The cabin would be $600 and the return plane ticket would be $800. I felt a chill go over my entire body. Katherine held her habits up with one hand and used her other, gripped around the base of her meaty shaft to guide it, rubbing it up and down as she stroked slowly, milking out her clear Fingering pre that made the point where they joined glisten. “I do not do that, you dork.” she giggled. 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