On receiving the deeds, Stevens started the meticulous job of transferring the required information to the Quitclaim Deed form for the first piece of ...roperty, but he quickly came to a stop.“I need to know your name and address as the Grantee, Mr. Gray,” he told Greg.“Leave that part blank for now,” Greg told him thinking it was a ruse to learn his real name.“The document can’t be filed with the county and won’t be legal without your name, address, and signature on it,” Stevens insisted in a. You groan, as you feel my tongue rasping over your fingers. You, too, are so excited, that you are finding it hard to stay in character.“See bitch? So you can’t lie to me and say that you don’t want my big throbbing meat pole to be stuck to it’s root deep in your ass. Can you, slut?” you say smugly, as you lube up your giant cock, and my asshole. You pull my hair back again, so you can get my answer.“Nnn … nno...” I stutter, as real tears fall down my face. I see that the real tears are making. It feels so good fucking you like this, my cock is so hard and swollen....I know it won't be long for me. We kiss some as my cock keeps penetrating your pussy. I carry you back to the bed and set you down on it, telling you to get into doggy for me. You quickly get into doggy, your ass high in the air, your head down on the bed though. I get right behind you squeezing your ass and giving it a loving smack. You feel my big swollen dick enter your pussy once more. My hands gripping your ass. For some crazy reason I wondered if she got up in the morning looking like that, or if it took her an hour to get herself together. What was together was her lovely, compact, figure.Not knowing her intentions I waited for her speak first."Good evening Kevin. My name is Catherine O'Malley, and I am a Special Agent in Judge Jones' group. I hope you had a nice visit with the Judge. He certainly seemed to enjoy speaking with you, which brings me to my reason for being here tonight."The judge has.