It had gone from my hand, I was getting nervous now. Pour another drink, I told myself and head off to bed. The doctor was right lack of sleep and str...ss at work was causing my mind to play tricks on me. I took the vodka out the freezer and poured it into the glass. I returned the bottle to the freezer and gasped at what I saw. The glass had a hand print and lip marks on it, they were not mine. My heart thumped loudly, struggling to breathe, and then the warmth over me. I slowed my breathing. I had finally made up my mind that night would be the last one. I was going back to sleeping all night. It would improve my outlook on life I was sure. Lori pulled into the parking lot of an abandoned building.“This used to be an elementary school. Every once in a while I have to crack down on the squatters. Maybe someone in here knows your landscaper,” she suggested.“If not you can have some fun rousting the bums,”I suggested.“Maybe so,” she said as she slipped out of the car door. She was in. He stopped kissing me and took his cock in his hand and rubbed the head back and forth over my clit. I was getting really wet responding to all this attention from both of them. He squatted down a little and put his cock to my pussy. I lifted my leg a little to give him room and he shoved it up into me. It went right in. He worked it all the way in and held it there while she kept rubbing her pussy all over my ass getting herself closer and closer to cumming. She was completely lost in it as. She was the one who started it.The biggest downside I could foresee would be if we went to trial and old Bullock was allowed to see it, which, of course, he would be. I’m sure he’d look for some way to make it an ethics violation and try to have me censured, maybe even disbarred. Fucking one’s own client was, after all, very much frowned upon, but in this instance, it was the client’s sexual aggressiveness that was the issue being considered, and that’s what I was trying to demonstrate. Anyhow,.