So, the charges I’ve filed are conspiracy to commit rape, conspiracy to commit murder in the first degree, harming persons in your custody, which ha...pened when you physically held down the EMTs, and the biggie: attempted murder in the first degree.’ ‘That’s ridiculous!’ thundered one of the lawyers. Where do they get these guys? I wondered to myself. ‘Ridiculous?’ I asked. ‘How so? They were beating that man with the intent to kill him. I’m certainly willing to let a jury decide if this is. They both dropped to their knees.One by one I led them back to the truck and had them kneel in the grass. Releasing the bonds on their wrists, I left the blindfolds in place and simply admired my fuck toys for a minute. I stepped up to Jan and rubbed my crotch in her face, and she responded like the helpless whore that she is. But I had other things in mind and pushed her away roughly.I peeled my shirt off and then removed the blindfold from Trace. Standing over him was such a feeling of power. I just want a closer look” and then leaned in for another kiss. She met me with enthusiasm and we were back to kissing hard. Her tongue danced inside my mouth and mine pursued hers. I grabbed the back of her head with my left arm and she followed with hers. With surprising strength and conviction, she rolled on her back and I found myself on top of her. Her diminutive body beneath me, she wrapped her ripped jeans around me. I felt her hair on my face as I lost myself in feeling her body press. Fuck! It was addressed to Michele's old man! Jesus! So she was married! But hang on minute; Mr Tilsbury said that Mr Rodgers worked from home. Jesus fucking Christ! The silly tart had given him a footjob and kiss and cuddle session knowing full well that her old man might come home at any time. But hang on? She didn't seem particularly stupid; maybe her old man might have a permanent commitment on Tuesday afternoons. Maybe he was a member of a club, a lawn bowler, a golfer, a bridge aficionado..