I moved from between her legs and sat on the bed besides her absentmindedly stroking her stomach“Oh my god that was fucking incredible” she exclai...edI told you it would be better” I reminded her“I’ve never had that done before”“And”?“Amazing, such a powerful orgasm……….. It was…….. Oh my”“I’m pleased to have been of service” I teased“But what about you, I feel a bit guilty now, you know…..”Aw, what’s a couple of orgasms between friends” I laughed “Three actually, I came twice just now, I had a. Eager to put her new beliefs to work, she eagerly accepted a County Attorney job to begin her crusade to rid the world of dangerous male victimizers of helpless women. I wasn't quite her first case, but I was the very first to fight the system (and her) all the way through to the bitter end and 'win'. This apparently earned me her eternal enmity. Sure that I was a violent abusive male down to my very core, and that undoubtedly I would seek other victims, she had kept an eye on me, even after. My friend Markus was half undressed starting to stroke his cock. She finished the wine and cocktail and I served her the main dish. Italian sausage and a red sauce. I told her to open her mouth and suck the sauce off the sausage. Some of the sauce dripped down on her belly and I asked if I could pull off the bottoms to her uniform. She asked if the shade where closed on the kitchen window and I said yes. She quickly took of her uniform bottoms and to my sueprise her sexy red thong with the lacy. “Maybe another time, alright?” he told her. She tried to understand. They hugged and she got up and went to her room. He sat there and thought about it all. Who can she talk to? Who is around that can talk with her on this he asked himself and he knew there wasn’t a soul. They had no close relatives at all or none nearby that he knew of. As he sat there, for nearly an hour or so, he thought about it. He knew he had to talk to her but how and what to say was the question. Thirty minutes after.