Part Two: Vincent was resting in his living room when he heard the doorbell. He walked over to the door, opened it, and Erin leapt into his arms. "W...ll, good to see you, too Erin," said Vincent, and Erin just laughed. "Surprised?" "Very!" They both laughed then Erin kissed Vincent. Vincent, even more shocked, kissed back but pulled back and looked at Erin. "What was that for?" "I realized after all this time that I truly love you, and not all those jerks I've dated." "Really?" stammered. Looking over at the billiard table where Andy was likewise staked out was even more surreal.Andy's arms and legs were similarly bound, each one being spread, firmly secured with strands of rope leading off towards the four cornered legs. He too was blindfolded, gagged ... but it was the appearance of another slim length of rope, securely attached to his prick, likewise secured to the beam in the ceiling above him that looked decadently strange, obscenely vulgar, and weirdly arousing.Bella. Then telling to just lie back & listen she would tell me all. Her Account. Brad was very gentlemanly & protective of me all evening, dressed smartly in a pair of loose fitting trousers & tight fitting shirt showing off his muscles, i was rubbing his enormous cock as soon as we got in the car kissing, arriving at the pub he begged me to stop before he shot his load, it had the desired effect, as we walked into the pub restaurant with my micro skirt just below the cheeks of my ass & his swinging. .. What a complete nightmare.”The following hours were filled with endless interrogations. I was fed up with the accusations, the cops were annoyed with me sticking to my “ridiculous” plumber story.“Man, you’re toast anyway. Get your head out of your ass and shorten your sentence by confessing.” I had heard that argument countless times by then and my answer was still the same.“I won’t confess something I haven’t done.”“Your choice, asshole. You’re just digging your hole deeper and that’s.