Once more the prospect of imprisonment faced me and there seemed no way out of it. I'd been advised to plead guilty and show remorse and plead for a n...n-custodial sentence. Eric and even Ernie were going to speak on my behalf and Heather Roberts sent a good report on my work at The Grange but I doubted if that would be enough. I'm just beginning to get my life together and it's all going to fall apart again.Mother's face was a lot better but some bruising still showed and she'd been advised not. I had a full view of her pink lips and I just had to have a taste, I dove in licking up and down side to side and lightly nibbling her clit earning a moan of ecstasy. She had been moaning and writhing under me so much that I had thought she might throw me off but I held on and kept working. Her juices were pouring now and I swear I could hear her urging me on with encouragements of “yes right there deeper deeper.” But the moment I lightly clapped my teeth on her clit she covered her mouth and. Then I notice a unusually wooden bar stool in the corner of the garage. I suddenly had very naughty thoughts.I move him over onto the stool, I force Alex to arch his back over the old broken and cracked leather seat to the stool, and I quickly tied his feet and arm to the legs of the stool.I knelt to his side and slowly traced my finger around his chest and lower stomach as I spoke “it seems IV already made your cock hard, does it turn you on being restricted this way” I took the last bit of. We both want to marry you. Will you? Will you marry one of us?"Oh my God! I felt faint. I didn't know what to think. I could hardlyspeak. I whispered, "Oh, yes. Yes, but..." But you have to choose which of us it is to be," said Sam, "me or Chris.You have to decide now." I..."It was on the tip of my tongue to say, "I choose Sam." But I hesitated. Just for a second I honestly could not decide between them at all. Thathesitation led to everything that happened next."You can't choose, can.