The torch is being held by one of the three goons. She looks down at her feet and sees that the other two men are holding her ankles apart.She shrieks... and the sound lights up the cold basement. The echoes bounce off of the walls.“Music to my ears,” you snigger as you come into view. You stand above her, admiring her irresistible body as it squirms helplessly on the ground.You undo the belt that is holding your slacks up, and they fall to the floor around your ankles. You step out of them,. I swallowed hard to try to settle the butterflies and stepped out of the car. I knew that I made a pretty picture in the spring late afternoon light. Red hair down to my ass, size 12 jeans that clung to every curve, a Harley-Davidson tank top that declared ‘Put something exciting between your legs’ that showed my 44D cleavage to its maximum advantage, and mirrored shades to add an aura of mystery. I saw him in the office and knew it was him immediately. Still hadn’t really changed after all the. ” he said.She giggled. “They hadn’t decided about staying, but a wake-up blow job might be interesting.”“And how am I included?”“Wake-up cunnilingus?”“Uhm, I doubt Ted would approve.”“And who knows how much Ted is in Lori,” she giggled.“That too,” he chuckled.“But you could always do me. That might get things going.”“Maybe. If we had time.”“Ssh.”They entered the room. Lori’s and Ted’s bodies curled away from each other, a sheet covering them, although not Lori’s full tits. She faced towards Joe. There in the living room awaiting me were two police officers one male and one female. They began to question me, Tori we have been investigating the sexual assault of you reported by the hospital. Our investigation has turned up a few witnesses and some physical evidence. But there are still some holes in the information that we hope you would be willing to clear up for us. First can you confirm that these are your clothes? Inside a zip lock bag with my name written on it in black were the.