There are 10 pledges, so we have 10 tries.Accusations are unlocked! Enough clues are in play that someone could theoretically get the killer's identit... and motive correct, but of course it's not easy. The reader to correctly identify both the correct killer and the correct motive will get a bespoke story by me based on his/her specific request. (Provided that the kinks requested are doable.) That story will include the same number of chapters as the number of pledges left alive when the correct. She was still standing with her right foot on her big chair, I slowly started at the back of her heel and slowly followed the black seam up the back to the bend in her knee and then on to the top of her stockings.She then lifted the front of her skirt to reveal no panties, and a light patch of brightly colored Red bush. The hair on her cunt was so light and fine I could her perfectly shaped pink slit of a pussy.I was so overcome by the view I reached out to touch it, but she pushed my hand. Clumsily, she thrust back and forth. Angela grabbed Mercedes’ nipple rings, pulling her closer and forcing her in deeper. As Tiffany began to moan, so did Mercedes, the vibrations of the dildo stimulating her clit while the massive air bladder inside her pussy stretched her insides with reciprocating force each time she pushed the dildo into Tiffany with her hips. Angela slapped Tiffany’s tits and ordered her to lick harder. Within seconds of each other, all three achieved orgasm.In her. It’s a golden chance, Babes.”Looking up to the bar, I saw he was being served. Well, his sheer size made him very noticeable.“Hurry up, Babes. He’s on his way back. Yes or no, quickly.”“Yes.” And she ended the call.“Checking in?” he laughed.“Not exactly,” I lied, “Katie just rang to remind me that I’ve got to invite you over on New Year's Eve.”“Great, yeah I’ll be there, Mate.” He took a swallow of his beer.“Who else will be there?”Fuck, I hadn’t thought about that!“Don’t know Mate, but she.