"I was shaking with fear by now as I imagined the horrors of prison andDeath Row. "I didn't do it - how can I convince you of my innocence?"One of the...guards grinned. "What if I were to give you a way out, a wayto atone for your sins? You can take the place of Rowan and live herlife for her." I didn't kill her." I know." The smile left his face. "If you did you would already be ina police cell whilst the evidence was being gathered to send you to thegurney. I will only say this once. Somebody. The man playing the role of Max preferred a smaller FN Herstal Five-SeveN pistol, like the one tucked into his ankle holster, but the Desert Eagle had become his trademark, a core component of Max's character, and Max owned it."Gather the other miners," Max ordered the two guards. "Bring them up forcefully if you have to. Now!" The guards nodded, rushing to obey the order, a fearful look in their eyes."You!" thundered Max, removing the Desert Eagle from its shoulder holster and pointing it at. Stan didn't take part and nor did one of the older women. Of course it was arranged boy girl, boy girl. Janet copped a feel of his cock as she passed the ball up his legs. Robert blushed. He was very shy with girls, except when he had to explain the workings of their PC to them.So the games went on. Twister. Blind Man's bluff. Pass the parcel. All more reminiscent of children's birthday parties. More and more as the evening progressed and the alcohol took its effect, the games got increasingly. ", I thought to myself! I have stuck the horny uncle with his hands on the ass, but would rather have the hot aunt stuck to my skin. Now uncle Frank apparently went all in and tried to squeeze his leg between mine. It was not long before Uncle Frank's eyes became big and questioning at the latest when he noticed things he did not suspect there. I just wanted to get rid of him at the moment and tried the offer: "Quite simply, you lower your pants and lean forward to find out!" Frank just said.