As I slide into your underwear, you let out a breath in a sigh of how aroused you've become. Slowly rocking your hips to move against my hand as I rub...your clit and slide a couple fingers into your dripping wet mound.You can't bear being this excited, and take my hand out. Turning around, you press your lips against mine, giving me a deep, passionate kiss.Grabbing at my pants, you fumble at the button and fly, eager to wrap your hand around my long hard shaft, and to place it into your mouth to. . no jail ... I'll give back... ."This is a trial indictment, the states' attorney hasn't drawn up the final, but it looks like 14 to 20. The state takes a hard look at embezzlement from a minor.... 14 years ... no... "I can explain, it's not like tha..." And Marty kept talking as if she had never said a word. "My firm is prepared to act as your guardian so that you won't have to leave your home." Stop! I'm right here, listen to me! I can give back most of the money! I just wanted something of. But then he spread the wetness around with his hand before pulling it back and striking my now damp flesh. HARD. And again, and again. The only sound in the room was the loud wet slap of his hand on my ass, my yelps and half sobs in between, and the slight grunts he made on the really hard ones. He stopped after a few moments. He must do this all the time, I thought. He managed to stop just shy of my entire ass going numb; as it was it just burning hot and throbbing.“Mind if I mouth fuck?” . I was beginning to breath more heavily, and her speaking voice had the unmistakable catch of arousal. I then took one more risk. I moved one of my hands to her front, starting at the waistline and slowly traced the swell of her belly and moved down from there, ever so slowly. She still didn’t stop me. When my fingers were at her pubic mound, I stopped and moved my hand away, I asked her to compare the difference between her front and mine. I pointed out that if she really wanted to be.