How ja feel about last night?" Jaye closed her eyes, remembering the feelings. "I , I was humiliated, being passed around from stranger to stranger li...e a whore or piece of meat. But so turned on also – they wanted me. My body was making them hard. I was scared, scared that they would **** me – and yet I wanted them to. I wanted to feel spread open and taken, powerless, and at the same time I wanted the feeling of power that I get when you two cum in me and suddenly become weak in my arms. The. “Oh, yeah, Sally, suck my dick, baby. Nice and hard… yeah… that’s it… Tongue me, baby… Oh, you’re such a good little cocksucker, aren’t you?” She moaned deeply at the compliment. Her own orgasm was approaching fast, like a freight train.“Let me make you cum, baby, while you suck my cock… You love my dick in your mouth, don’t you?” Lenny redoubled his efforts, fingering her faster and harder, making sure to hit her G-spot with every poke of his fingers inside her vagina. “You’re so good at this,. Here I cum....Aaaaaahhhh." He jerked forward and his legs shook with his orgasm. I could see his spunk dribbling out of Marsha's mouth as she swallowed as fast as she could but clearly unable to get it all.Then, with his cock still in her mouth, he leaned over her and began rubbing her clit with his fingers. She moaned loudly and said, "Oh, Rusty, you have such magic fingers. Keep going, there...right there...now harder," she urged him on. "Ooooooohhh....yessss," she shouted as I watched. “But he should be here any minute.”“OK then, I won’t take more than a minute. I’ve got a great idea about how to let the fans know.”Paul Macon walked into the room occupied by the judge. He didn’t bother to smile.“Hello, Mr. Macon,” Terry Lanchew greeted as strongly as he was able.“Does that decision count?” the boy asked. “Even though you made it in a hospital instead of a courtroom?”So much for friendliness.“Yes,” Lanchew answered, “yes it does.”“Good,” the boy nodded. “What did you want to.