The man Nan was blowing kept his hands to his sides as she kept a steady rhythm on his cock. She needed no encouragement!"Look at her!" chuckled the m...n in her cunt. "She's cumming again! This is the nastiest slut I've ever fucked."He was right about Nan cumming. I had seen her do it often enough in the past few weeks to know the signs. She seemed to be going through a steady string of orgasms. She was moaning and shaking, but she was a trooper. She never lost her rhythm on the cock in her. Dave's father was a part-time cabinet maker and had all kinds of wood for making cabinets in his basement. We started rummaging through the wood pile when we uncovered some dirty books, not only girly books, but gay male books too. Us being horny teenagers we thought we'd hit the jackpot. Naturally we started looking at the girly books first. While looking at the girly book I started getting a hard-on. I looked over at Dave and noticed a rise in his Levi's also. I didn't say anything at that. The judge looked to see the exonerated woman in the arms of the man who had arrested her.Once they were all in the jury room, the judge simply asked, "Why did you acquit her?"Maggie gestured toward Danny, who unconsciously straightened up into what was almost the position of attention, as all eyes were turned on him."It all came down to what you said about us deciding about the reliability of all the witnesses. You said that was our job, and our job only. All the evidence against her was. I grinned in victory, my dart had scored a hit! But, as the moments ticked by, and her expression deepened, I gazed at her flushed, deer-in-the-headlights expression and grew silent. Long minutes passed, until her struggle on my behalf finally yielded a single tear from her glazed and misted eyes. Finally, ever her guardian angel, my father took her hand in his and placed a kiss in her palm. “With her heart,” he responded, his voice soft and eternal. They gazed at each other then, their silence.