Dennis, of course, considered himself one of the ‘county’ set and so he expected that the magistrates would accept whatever story he cooked up, an... since he would be defending himself, he had after all studied law, there would be no problem. The story he chose was that he had been attending a birthday party and had enjoyed a couple of helpings of sherry trifle, not realising just how much sherry the lady of the house had put into it and in consequence had not appreciated that he was unfit to. I strode across the large room and entered my office to sit at my desk behind the partition. It should be private enough to finish my task at hand and if anyone came in the room I would hear the door open and have time to fix myself. As I walked around the partition I was startled, as there was a girl sitting at one of the two chairs. She kind of had her back to me and was attending to her phone and had a sandwich sitting on my desk, obviously taking a break. I recognized her as Lindsey, one of. "Call me sir, black daddy, big black daddy, or big nigger daddy understand baby?" as he said this he bent me over his lap lifted my skirt and grabbed a handful of my white bubble ass. "Goddamn thats nice, best ass I think I eva seen hunny". His thick finger rubbed my clenched hole. SMACK!! his hand came down with great force turning my white ass red with a hot spank. Pre-cum left the tip of my cock and leaked into my panties. "We can't call you MArk anymore whore, Whats yo pussy name?" as his. “ That's enough”, said Stu, pulling her up towards him. “Time to try to pot the pink”. “ I bet you've potted the black often enough”, she giggled, raising her skirt with both hands and leaning back against the pool table. The thong was a red line between her hairy lips. “ Well big boy?” Stu went at her like a hungry animal, pulling the thong aside and ramming four fingers up her. She was dripping wet, but she moaned at his ferocity. “ Oh yes. Put it in me. I want it up me.