Oh yeah, I am one of those people that get shit by default. Guilty even after being proven innocent.So there I was with this passed out girl, she was ...aked from the waist down, shorts cut all up, legs spread wide open, and I was there with my knife open right beside me. Nothing was said to me at all until Bob the cop was reading me my rights after handcuffing me. I was in a detention cell overnight without anyone saying a thing to me about why I was there or even what I had done. I did not know. I'll let you touch me, taste me. Fuck me hard." She gave a couple of theatrical groans."Please! Stop it!" He put his hands to his crotch and Abigail shook her head."Not 'til you come out with us." He screwed up his face, and she closed her eyes and grunted as she exhaled. "Aghhh. The thought of your cock inside me, aggghhhh Alistair. Ali-stair. Ali-stairrrrr! Can you imagine it?" He crossed his legs and Abigail rubbed her bosom, peeking at him as he shook for a moment and then ran out of the. As she felt his cock start to shrink in size inside her, she collapsed face down on his chest and just caressed and kissed any part of his body within reach of her fingers and lips.When Ken's eyes fluttered open, she was back to resting her chin on the back of her hands and just looking at him. When his eyes focused on her, she grinned and moved up far enough to kiss him warmly. Returning to her former position she said, "I won! For the first damned time in our life together, I remained. Then finally she spoke to me, bringing my attention back up to her eyes, “I think you’d love to see my play room, would you follow me?” I was in such a daze, I didn’t realize she had moved up next to me, unzipping my pants, taking hold of my cock, then using it like she would the handle on a wagon, she led me down stairs to her play room. I stood in the door way, looking around, my mouth hanging open, never having seen so many bondage play things in my life. She was stroking my cock, then.