"I just got off the phone with Judge Jones. You'll probably want to be sitting down for this."It seems the mob wasn't after you at all. The DOJ and FB... just arrested Grayson Foster. It seems his bank was laundering money for the mob drug operation down in Arkansas. This story is from one of the idiots that they picked up. He was trying to save himself from prison and started ratting out his partners the second the handcuffs were snapped on."Beth came across documents that confused her, her. A moment later, I heard hers slam as well, and by the time she’d reached my side, I’d already forgiven her.Taking my hand, she lead me towards the door marked entrance, and we both fell into our roles, hers as perpetual leader, mine as faithful and loyal follower. It wasn’t long before we had left one world behind, and entered another, light and color, music and laughter, all mixing together to spill out into the night, until once more, the door closed."Whatever you do," Ruby spoke into my ear,. Worthless junk."Hello?" Tim called out.A man came out from what appeared to be the stock room and greeted Tim with a smile. "How may I help you, sir?" Yeah. About a year ago, I bought some of that BelieveAll crap and ... it doesn't work at all." Oh? Did you wait a whole year before using it after you bought it?" No," Tim said. "I used it throughout the year." And it never worked for you?" Well ... I mean, she believed me, but was it because I was good at lying or because of your junk?" I assure. "No wonder I've got a boner." I said, "You started it so why don't you finish it for me." I slid my pants down and he took my cock in his hand stroking me slowly. I laid there with my eyes closed enjoying the warmth of his hand when he said "There's one more thing my brother taught me that I didn't tell you about." Just then I felt something different as Terry replaced his hand with his mouth. Sliding up and down with his lips tight around my thickening cock then bobbing on just the head for a.