He pulled the ends behind her neck and tied them tight. Her mouth was stuffed. He could feel her groaning now that the gag was in place, but he could ...hear nothing.John stepped down off the bench. He walked around in front of her, going down the two steps to the ground to do so. Her hips were at the same height as his shoulders. He grasped her around her waist, lifted her feet off the bench and slowly lowered her until she was holding her weight entirely by her gloved wrists. Her bare feet. There was no loose blood to worry about, but he was reduced to a Hell of pain in only minutes. He answered all of my questions with only the threat of Jean getting back to him. We quit with him by stabbing him in the heart with my stiletto to keep down the amount of blood that had to be cleaned up. Also, we did not want to spoil his face so that the marshal could not identify him and keep us from collecting the reward.We just rolled LaFrance off the bed and under it before we went to the. She asked me what I thought that was. I said it is probably a theater with guys with hard dicks watch porn. She looked at me with a wicked smile and said lets go see. We went up to the counter and asked how much for the theater. The guy said $20 for a couple. So we gave him a 20, he said I will buzz you in.As we went in my wife grad my arm with both her arms and leaned in close. As our eye adjusted to the dark we moved in and sat in a row about three from the back. I sat on the aisle. "Shush! Don't be a pansy!" said Jenn, smoothing the tape between hischeeks. "According to those websites, plenty of guys do this all thetime."Jenn stepped back, nodding at her work, before digging through the pileof panties on the bed. She now found a white thigh cut panty and hadhim step into it and again stepped back, admiring her work."Not bad!" said Jenn. "Not let's fix those legs. I didn't realize howthick and wiry your leg hair actually is."Jenn took his hand and led him to the bathroom.