When we get to the car park, the truck is waiting for me. The two guys put me inside and told me: “Your prison clothes will be provided at Larnion, ...hey will take care of you” The truck started, I was alone inside, only the driver and a police officer with a shotgun to watch me… To watch me? Really, I did not kill anyone. After an hour of driving, we stopped by another police station. About 10 men with chain get inside the truck and started to laugh while watching me. I felt so confused and. After a week after I had posted my previous story I was getting repeated mails from many people among them one was shreya. She had given a long feedback that she liked my story very much and I had sent thanks in reply to herAgain after that email I got a email form shreya ” do you have such a big cock :p , are you so much crazy that you can drive a girl on bed for 3days” she was wondering .By now I knew that she is also a crazy fun loving girl and I had a plan in mind to move forward she asked. ‘Drink it down.’ The taste was salty – but of a pleasant flavor. Mary’s piss kept flowing. I was ordered to keep my mouth open and keep swallowing. I was being made to drink the piss of this old neighbor, this sexy grandmother, as it poured into my now eager mouth. ‘Is her old piss sweeter than mine?’ demanded Angela. I dared not shake my head and miss a drop of Mary’s flowing gift. Angela straddled my hips and squatted until her furry pussy was positioned directly above my raging hard-on.. We need to know exactly how many of these coins there are. Let me get an armed guard."Before I could say anything, we were led out by the two armed guards. The one even had his gun out of its holster. We were all taken to a more secure part of the bank where we watched two gloved employees weighing and sorting out the coins.Martha's friend arrived ... they hugged and she put on gloves as well. She was as astounded by the quantity and quality of the coins. They talked in whispers as I watched.