She was lying there on her back, breasts heaving and legs quivering, He apparently began to give her a series of commands that she seemed eager to obe.... She got on all fours and crawled over to where he stood at the edge of the bed and began eagerly deepthroating his massively fat eight-inch cock. Her head bobbed eagerly as she administered a sloppy no-hands blowjob, her fingernails digging into his hard-muscled ass cheeks.I stood motionless, mesmerized at the sight of her wide-spread knees and. The judge then calls to the back of the room, and I see a ladywalking forward. First thing I see is no tits. Too bad for her. Butshe seems alright for her type. A bit mousy. Probably about 25. Niceclothes. Probably had daddy's money. But looks wise, I wouldn't fuckher sober. Still, drunk she'd be ok."... with Mr Morris. Do you agree, Ms. Jurgenson?"This Jurgenson chick nodded yes, but I have no idea about what. Thenext thing I know, she's walking back into the judge's office orwhatever, and. I knew this would offend her as her husband was a notorious alcoholic and was passed out every night by 7:00. I said, "Mrs. Ruth do you ever drink?" She blushed a bit and said that she drinks one rum and 7 Up on Christmas Eve and that was about it. I said "Well have a small one with me." When she said ok, it just aggravated me all the more. Fuck, fuck, fuck I said under my breath. I went in the kitchen and made her a huge drink. Somebody had left a bottle of Baccardi there and I had Sprite. I. I saw specks of blood around my nipples. As he plunged harder into me I feared my nipples and clitoris were going to be torn from my body. As he started to cum I passed out.When I awoke I was relieved that the torture had stopped and my nipples were still there. My legs had been raised lifting my lower body off the cross. My relief was to be short lived. I watched as he rolled some sort of machine between my legs. He went back to the bench and returned with a huge plastic penis. He attached the.