.” Vernon muttered. “Better than nothing, I suppose. Smelting's does have an excellent football team. I'll give the coach a ring and let him know ...ou'll be joining.”“Well I'm not sure yet what I'll be joining,” Kaden said as he pushed his carrots around his plate.“You'll join a sport, though,” Vernon insisted. “Boys grow into proper men when they play a sport.”“We'll need to bulk you up, too,” Petunia commented as she placed another pork chop on Kaden's plate. “I've already been to the school. The largely incapable man stumbles to his feet, leaning on the posts for support. Another guard appears on the platform, and the two of them again tie the man's hands behind his back before literally dragging him between the posts where the dripping rope swings in the wind.The black-clad hangman takes control now, and the guards stand to one side, their usefulness at an end, making them no more than a part of the audience despite their height above the crowd.The hangman stands behind his. He’d initially ignored that until pressed when he mumbled that there was no real evidence to follow up on so more important issues had taken priority. Eventually he’d got around to questioning them about Friday evening’s events. He wanted to know the taxi firm that I’d used so he could verify my story.“So we’ve both told you we all returned together, David and Vicki have both said the same, but you still feel the need to check it, meaning you thing that me and my mother are lying. Is that about. I was wanking like a mad tranny, my hand moving at a thousand miles an hour, building to a huge climax. I had reached the point of ecstasy, my mind blown, my hand just a blur. I was about to explode and all of a sudden, I did.My cock erupted. A huge dollop of spunk splashed onto her tits, followed by another, then another and another.“Yes!” she said, “You dirty little wank slut… more!”Oh, god! She made me spunk n’ spunk. She eased a lubed finger into my arse, and she finger fucked me as she.