"Because of my brilliant animal metaphors," he declared with grand confidence. "You are absolutely gorgeous in that dress, Veronica." Even if I'm—"H... cut me off with a finger to my lips. "Nope, not going down that road again."I was glad he liked the dress. Charcoal-gray velvet cupped my rather large breasts, the wispy, soft gray skirt, gathered beneath my bosoms, fell loosely down the rather pronounced swell of my pregnancy, ending at mid-thigh. A breeze whipped up and I felt the air rush. Directly behind her were Greg, Traci, Heather and Adrian. They were close enough to whisper words of encouragement.On the other side were Richard Carson and his attorney. For some reason, his wife was not there with him. Greg started to ask what was going on, but was interrupted by the entrance of the judge.Judge James S. Saunders was a large man who was known to run his courtroom with an iron hand. He would not put up with the antics that were common among some attorneys. In his late fifties,. He mashed his whole mouth against her and spread her hole wide open with his free hands. This allowed him to lick her deeper and deeper, just how she loved it. She rocked her hips forwards and backwards directing his licking from clit, down her pussy and into her hole again and again."Ohhh that feels soooo good." She purred. She was smiling and had her eyes closed as she thoroughly enjoyed it all. "That's it baby. Lick my pussy, up and down, fuck me with our tongue. YES, lick it just like that!. She didn’t know how he had become such a good cook!“Hi Mom!” Craig exclaimed as soon as she entered their home. “Here, let me get that. Sit down and relax! I made you a smoothie to drink while I make dinner.”“Oh my!” Debra exclaimed as Craig took her brief case and directed her to the couch with a firm hand on her shoulder, “Craig, you ... you’re just really going overboard on this ‘take care of Mom’ business, aren’t you!”“You work hard, Mom!” Craig said. “You deserve to be taken care.