She cried and pushed back, driving his thumb deeper into her butt. All of a sudden she wanted every hole filled with something of his."Fuck me," she s...id. "I want your cock in me." Her pussy spasmed with his finger trapped deep inside. It took a moment for the flood of energy to subside from her sex. She felt spent, yet exhilarated. His fingers withdrew from her pussy, but the thumb remained. Then it too pulled out so very slowly. The hand on her breast pulled up and grabbed her shoulder,. She was watching me, studying me. I realized that she was doing it on purpose, just to watch me sweat, the bitch. I loved her for it. “Your turn,” she said softly. I decided to torture her just a bit longer. “Truth.” She looked disappointed, but said, “How often do you masturbate?” I shrugged. “Probably a couple times a week. Whenever I’m in the mood.” She nodded. “How do you usually do it?” “I usually do it in the bath. It’s really easy when I’ve got warm water all. At 2 PM he knocked on her front door and waited.The door opened, and her voice from behind the door said “Please come in”. He had already kicked off his sandals outside the door. He stepped inside, allowing the door to close behind him. He turned to find her.“Wow ... oh my god ... wow” he exclaimed.Scott was witnessing a metamorphosis - gone was the staid and conservatively dressed Emily, in her place was a vision of pure sexiness.Her long dark hair hung freely below her shoulders ... her. One was wounded and had to be half carried by the other two prisoners. Harley watched the procession as they were led to the defendant's table and told to sit. Harley grinned at the sight of the obvious pain the wounded man was in."This court is now in order. In the absence of a bailiff, I shall run the whole shooting match myself. You three are charged with attempted murder of two police officers, boot legging and illegal possession of alcoholic beverages. How do you plead?" Maybe the big.