I persisted in moving the leg, willing the material to free up some more. It did. After a couple of minutes of this, I had now a full view of the left...side of her pussy. It was a little bushy, but her lips were a little swollen. Prominent. I hadn’t seen a pussy like this before, maybe it’s because Gemma was older. I looked at Gemma’s face, her mouth, her lips. Fucking hell. Sexy as fuck. I angled my head a little and tried to get an even better sight of her pussy. The lights were dim, and it. When I heard my wife start to moan, I silently slipped into the living room to watch the scene unfold. Jeff was a large muscular man. My wife and he were on the couch, kissing passionately, their tongues frantically dueling. He had her blouse unbuttoned and one large black hand was kneading the soft white flesh of her left boob as his other hand explored under her skirt. He continued to pleasure her breast as his hand forced its way past the elastic of her panties and he worked his fingers into. "She looked at him, wide-eyed with surprise at being caught daydreaming about him that way, and said after clearing her throat, "Yeah Carl, I'm fine. Just surprised at how handsome you are in person. Your pics don't do you justice. How's your breakfast?"He said, "My breakfast is fine, but you are much finer. Your skin looks like roses when you blush, and your eyes are like a pair of emeralds sparkling in the sun. I know what you are thinking about, Allie. It's quite evident just by looking at. The first twelve were seated in the jury box and the preemptive challenges began.The process of eliminating the jurors that each attorney either likes or doesn't like is maddening. The prosecutor was actually happy with all twelve of the original draw, he knew this case, and if heard by twelve half intelligent people would put the defendant away for a long time.It actually didn't take that long to seat all twelve jurors and begin with the opening statements. Before things could get underway.
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