We had a great sex life anyway and I suppose neither of us really worried too much but in the back of our minds it bubbled away.A new game developed w...ere we would speculate which of our friends and associates 'might be up for it'!It was the thought of 'getting it wrong' and propositioning the wrong people that held us back. Imagine reading the situation wrong and blowing your cover to all your vanilla friends. Strangely one day fate took a hand and life changed for good.We were out for a. He nodded in the direction of the blanket and she led me over there and with my hands still cuffed behind my back I knelt down on the blanket. Angel pushed me onto my back and got down with me. She put one of my legs over her shoulder and on her hands and knees started licking my Oh So Wet pussy. Keith put his balls in my face and I sucked them as Angel ate me out. Mark was still taking photos of his little fuck toy being a helpless slut for Keith and Angel. After a bit, Mark put the camera. He told her that a judge might opt for psycho surgery if she would tell everything and confess.The Cops didn’t beat her or torture her, but they kept the bright lights on and kept interrogating her. She felt tired and exhausted, helpless and angry. Yet she held on, someone had rescued her from the dungeon and that was not a dream.Suddenly there was loud arguing and an audible commotion outside her cell. She got up from the plastic cube, that was the only furnishing in the cell and just long and. They did not disappoint. Good God, I love her. I want to marry her… I want to help her. She’d been out of town for quite some time, family trouble or something like that. The whole time I was miserable. Before she left, we did everything together, I was always with her, but being the big stupid retard that I am, I never sat down and told her how I felt. Then she was gone. She was gone, and I was miserable. My brain damn near exploded trying to find the justice in the twist of fate that brought.