I tried to ignore the humiliation I felt as my backside was opened for his amusement. I felt his thick digit enter a full inch into my tight rear hole... and held back tears of rage and pain.Finally, I finished carving the meat and pulled away from his grasp, sitting down in my seat. My husband said grace, and then we all dug into the meal. I half expected the little-shit to again grab my thigh, but since my leg was under the table I could easily stab him with a fork. But he ignored me and spoke. Then he removed her blouse and petticoat and she was in her black panties. he made her stand in front of me for a few moments and just looked at her. With her huge milk tankers and bulging tummy, those thunder thighs and shaved legs and from behind that fleshy back and round ass she was a complete sex goddess.He then attacked her boobs and started sucking her nipples and pressing them very hard she kept on moaning lightly. She was still lactating and when he asked her the reason she told me. Hearing the words 'My learned friend, Mr. Marston appears for the defence.' brought butterflies to my stomach. As the accused was pleading guilty, all I had to do was plead in mitigation and urge the court to clemency. I had a meeting with the prisoner in his cell just before the hearing and was able to bring into court some of his circumstances. He got two years when the tariff for the offence was anything up to five years. I was quietly pleased until I realised that he had received the. But she was gone over four hours. I was worried sick about her and was about to go looking for her when I heard the garage door opener. I met her at the kitchen door like a k** at Christmas. She looked like she had been tossed around some but all in all was every bit as sexy as when she left. She came in and sat down in the den. She crossed her nylon covered legs and asked me what was on TV? I almost said are you k**ding? Fuck the TV I want to hear details! She knew right then and there that.