"The drama of the judicial stage. To weave the chains that bind men, gods, demons and angels alike. Who is defending?" His Serene Worshipfulness, the ...mbassador Plenipotentiary the Archangel Jegudiel has retained Belloin Potts of the Chambers Potts, Black and Discord." Potts! Potts!" Sir Walter almost shook in his chair. His already ruddy face grew red with fury. "I won't have it, I say. I won't have it. Never will I share a courtroom with that man, not after what he did in '42. The bond. I began to worry. The last couple of times we made love, I was rather selfish. (Tax season will do that to a man). Was Taylor now giving her some attention I could not? When Laura and I made love she seemed to enjoy herself, but I began to recall that while she groaned, she did not talk much during sex. She never made comments like, “ohh you feel so big inside me” or “your cock looks so nice .” Out of bed she might say, “nice suit” or “great tie” but never anything about my cock. I guess. You have done same with my nipples, you made me very hungry, your hard hot rod is the best for deep fucking. Please fuck me from down, I will take support of my both leg on the sofa and my full weight on your hot rod. This was something new for me. I was squeezing her nipples and she was jumping on my hard penis. Her pussy started making very good fucking sound I could feel her two strong orgasms. Again I turned and she was down this way I could feel her fuck hole with my seeds. We both started. Another pic was your garden-variety naked torso pic. It showed off a decent six pack and his smooth chest. Caleb figured he should probably update that one soon; he'd gotten his nipples pierced months ago and they were finally healed enough to show off. His last pic was his favorite--not because it was a particularly great one or anything--it was from a beach trip he and some friends took last summer. He'd cropped them all out, but Caleb liked his broad smile and the way the sun caught his.