“I suppose I’ll have to, then. Look, get Martin’s kit off. Wear gloves. Stick it in this bin. I’ll bring his spare suit and some skivvies. If ... don’t make it back alive, my house goes to the RSPCA.”Caroline was there too, but she stood next to Nigel and Lola. That was only right. She had been as close to Diana as anyone. Of course she had the classiest funeral attire of us all: a small, black pillbox hat, with a dark feather. A black see-through veil. The finest gloves. A chauffeur in a rain. He didn't mind so long as I didn't get too excited and push my little blonde pussy down on his face too much. I always had a hard time remembering not to do that, but I usually concentrated all my energy on his big red penis anyway, so I figured I had a good excuse.Lick's cock poked all the way out now, long and thick and the tip, which was sorta pointed with a cute little lip at the bottom, leaked a lot of precum. Even more than usual, I thought, but that's cause Licorice smelled the popcorn. More

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