I looked up — right into her thick black muff. She had dark black pubic brown hair, and her thick pussy hair appeared even darker and richer than th... hair on her head. I could see her inner lips, moist and pink, protruding out slightly from her outer lips. I stuck out my tongue and ran it up her thigh again, this time lifting her legs over my shoulders. With that angle and position, I could even see her ass hole as she parted her legs, bending them at the knees, using my shoulders for support.. This Winston person looked like butter wouldn’t melt in his mouth and would make a good candidate for political office in any category.A third lawyer came in with apologies to the judge to join the defense team.Her name was Tippy something.Ralph couldn’t help but be amused.“Tippy?”Who the hell was called Tippy?The only Tippy he had ever heard of was an ancient film actress’s mother who was long on looks and a bit short on acting ability. He wasn’t even certain if she was still alive. He. Like, much hornier than usual. I was cupping his face in my hands and caressing his hair, but he was a step ahead of me. If I wasn’t tipsy, I would have been surprised at his willingness. He easily pulled my shirt off and started sucking my nipples. I was leaning against the sofa, writhing in pleasure. His stench and the smell of alcohol just made it sexier, and he was already pulling down my underwear and his hand found my cock. He held my cock in a shaky hand and kissed it like a trophy. That. It pained 2-3 times as he tried but my body swayed and we were reaching nowhere. Another discouraging element was that fearing not being caught we were every 2 minutes or so looking towards the village to c that no one was coming. Three times we started pedaling our bicycles while these were on their stands and chatted casually so that the villager passing on the path would cycle or walk away un-suspecting.I told him that since it was not possible let us masturbate like usual and go home. It.