I miss helping innocent people. I miss poking holes in stupid testimony. I MISS MY JOB.Ah, well, no use crying over things gone by.Our marriage ceremo...y is tomorrow, and you can't imagine how nervous I am. Or maybe you can if you've ever been married before. I can hardly wait though.*****[Dorina Tempus] [T-262]For the next 100 days war plans proceeded nicely. Most of our initial skirmishes had failed, as was planned. We had been lucky enough to score some initial victories and I was planning. “You’re fucking pathetic, you know that?” Tom pushed his hair back and finished his drink, letting the ice cool his lips. Putting the sweaty tumbler glass down, he saw that she was up, walking away. He watched her leave, licking the corners of his mouth, before she looked back at him. Her middle finger went up, meant for him, and she placed it in the center of her fucking, tight little ass. He could see her ass muscles ripple under that dress of hers, and each time a cheek went up and down it. It came from a man who gave his name as James St Clair and when the Paramedics arrived they found him in agony with zip ties pulled very tightly around both his penis and scrotum. Do you deny having done this to him?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘The DNA sample taken from the zip ties has been tested and the Pathologist has said that there is a 96.3% chance that it is yours, and that is enough to convict you of having done this horrible deed. Yet you still deny any involvement.’ ‘Yes. I am innocent.’ ‘Can you. Diane, watching Jen, then reached down to massage my balls. Jen then got up and slowly straddled me, impaling herself on my cock. Diane then got up and straddled my face and lowered her pussy to my mouth. I stuck my tongueinto her and heard her sigh as she slowly moved herself in response to my tongue. I could feel Jen's pussy on my cock as she moved up and down, and then looked up to see Diane leaning back, Jen leaning forward, with her hands on Diane's breasts. They were kissing.