I was sweating all over and in the throes of passion… It seemed that I was getting an orgasm every minute or so….but none as shattering as the fir...t one!!! He then slowed down and asked me how it was…”heaven!!” I answered!! And it was true….I had experienced nirvana!! He hadn’t cum yet…and his cock was glistening with my juices. I licked him again…tasting my slightly sour juices..and he turned me to try out in another position…. He got me on top…and again it was amazing!! I had control over the. I can tell. It was so hot hearing you say those words in the courtroom. You came so close to admitting it on the stand. You're both so brave. Yes, yes, you're helping to get Clint off.”“What the fuck is going on?” I gasped. Get Clint off. “You're the fucking prosecutor!”“Mmm, I am,” she moaned, her fingers playing with her cunt. “Now let me see you two fuck you naughty, naughty cops.”“Shit,” my brother growled. Then he was tearing off the tie he wore as part of our dress blues. His fingers were. I felt her inner muscles tighten at the invasion, and she yelled with the sensation. I pulled back and rammed back into her, as hard as I could, then began withdrawing again. She screamed with the next thrust, and by the rippling feel of her internal muscles, I was fairly certain that her orgasm had arrived with a vengeance. I pushed through the resistance of her muscles, hammering her loins, hearing my belly slap into her ass, then drove back and forth into her again. I gripped her hips in my. The first thing I noticed was that Linda started wearing only dresses or skirts and blouses to work. No more pants. Next she started wearing sexier panties, silky white and lacy, sheer black, satiny red, etc, and all were bikini cut or thong style. Linda also stopped wearing pantyhose and began wearing those thigh high stockings with the lacy elastic tops to hold them up. While it excited me to watch Linda dressing this way it worried my because I knew she wasn't doing it for me. As it was.