His mood changed, quickly, and he grabbed my arm, hard. My heart jumped into my throat and I tasted fear. I pulled my arm away and tried to make for...the door. He grabbed me again, roughly, and pinned me to the wall. “Please, let me go. I want to go. What do you want?” I cried, afraid, as he held me tightly. “I want this,” he growled, as I felt his hand grab my pussy and squeeze it roughly. His fingers traveled behind my pussy to my ass and he dug his fingertips into it, “and this.” I. "Either you stand there and let us continue or else everyone down there finds out what's happening, bitch." He said, slowly pressing his cock between my wet pussy lips.I stood still as the second man began slamming his pole into my wet cunt. I felt myself blush and ashamed as my husband looked up and waved at me, not knowing that his faithful wife was being fucked by a stranger. The second man took me harder and faster than the first one, sometimes threatening to make me cry out in pain as he. I'm certain you are aware of the unusual circumstances in this case. I am unable to use anyone from the prosecutor's office to help. If you insist upon going forward in only four months, I'll have to ask the President Judge to provide more staff just so I can meet the mandated filing schedule. The State bears a huge burden in this case. We are required, again by state statute, to file numerous motions and to keep Mr. Wallace updated on all potential exculpatory claims. I'm not positive the. Marti found her voice at last. “DAMMIT, JACKSON! KNOCK IT OFF THIS INSTANT!” He put her back down. “We are going to have a talk when you cool down,” she said. “Good thing for you I’ll have time to cool down, too!” She took a few steps toward the door and then reached toward the hook in the hallway to get her keys. Jackson saw what she was doing, snatched the keys and held them over his head. She put her hands on her hips and considered how to go about this. “You’re grounded,” she.