I didn’t know what was likely to happen to me. Soon I felt her hand, trying to keep my dick in upright position and I felt my penis entering in some...wet, warm and slippery hole. “Ooh ”, I still remember, that feeling in entering a wet and slippery hole was amazing. The slippery and wet hole was moving up and down introducing to me a new avenue of pleasure. I wanted to move my ass up and down but I didn’t make any movement, fearing she might leave what she was doing to me. I again took some. Fantasy complete she thought and waited until the prayers went up and she excused herself to the toilets to clean up. When she left her chair you could clearly see her puddle. During the prayers the vicar looked up at her and saw how wet she was. I wondered if his cock grew at this point. I covered Ruth's chair with a jacket I had to hide the puddle. Ruth was to stay in the bathroom until I would go and see her. When the service ended I made my way to the toilets and Ruth was sat there waiting. If any of you should decide you want an attorney, please advise your jailer. Bailiffs, please take these men away."As the men were being led out of court, the four attorneys came rushing back into court. One rushed up to the judge and said, "Your honor, we've just found out these men being led from the room are our clients. We want to register as their attorneys and plead them not guilty with a request for bail."The judge just looked at them. "You're a little late. They didn't plead, so after. In all the worlds she'd imagined, in all the times she'd almost begun this conversation, she'd never imagined he'd ask her.His heart plummeted. This was why he hadn't raised it. He'd feared this reaction. But it was better to end things now than let them get any more painful for them both.“You'd paddle me?” she exclaimed.“I wouldn't hesitate, if you deserved it. But I'd more likely cane you.”“I'm sorry, Riccardo.”He steeled himself to walk away. He'd had the highest of hopes for them, but he.