She kneels down in front of him, placing her hand on his knee. 'Im so sorry Sir but I have to ask what you plan to do?'Brad looks up, with Puffy red e...es 'Plan?' Brad replies'Yes, the police said that they don’t need a post mortem as the death was caused by the accident. So the hospital need to know if you plan to bury or cremate?''I haven’t got money so I cant afford a burial' Brad replied.'Ill let them know you'll cremate, also im very sorry but you cant stay in this room anymore, the. She touched her lovingly, slipping a finger inside her warm mouth. Emma oiled her, taking her labia between thumb and forefinger, running along the length. She opened her legs wider, delighting in the feeling of the teenager's fingers as they neared her vagina."Oh, Emma! Oh my dear little girl!" said Lauren, lifting her bottom off the seat. "Stop, we must stop!" But, I want to do it for you!" Lauren exercised all her willpower and sat up, closing her legs. A look of astonishment shot across. " She grinned. "There is much to do yet." Sara, why don't you untie his ankles but tie a leash on him and lets go downstairs."Sara did so. I stood. She took a long oblong scarf and rolled it into a silken rope. She tied one end to my cock and balls and started to lead me from the room. We went downstairs to the den. It wasn't easy walking with my hands tied behind my back and the skirt of my apron up because of the scarf leash.They all sat at the table in the den, but I was told to kneel at. Sandra started crying something was wrong with her sister. We came into town to find her. We left the cabin about forty five minutes ago.”The Deputy was standing behind him and heard every word. He got on his radio and called in the Sheriff. Glen turned and said, “She looks like she was beaten. You had better find the guy that did this before me.”The Deputy shivered as chills ran down his spine when he saw the look on Glen’s face. Glen’s words were not idle threats. He thought about what Glen.