She also was fully aware that the final torment was yet to come when the enforcer of law would stretch her nether hole with his monstrous tool of "Jus...ice". He had given her justice on numerous occasions and she was astonished at the way he was able to maintain a hard erection for so long a period of time. Many times she had gone into the final throes of orgasm with multiple explosions whilst he pounded away non-stop to the cheers of the troublemakers incarcerated in the jail.She didn't look. 'Jacqui, we seem to be centre stage.' I whispered.Jacqui said without lifting her head, 'I don't care. Let them look, but don't let go of me, please.' This was a new Jacqui to me, one that wasn't in control, more important one who needed me, if only for a while. I think I matured a couple of years with that realisation.I felt nothing, needed to be said, so I just held her tightly against my chest. Looking back I remember that oddly, even with Jacqui snugly in my arms, that I was not aroused.. 40 mins later Sam walked into her sister's room, and said jet lag, and brushed off any comments with that. 60 minutes later hair and make up complete, the girls took their positions Looking around Sam found her new lover sitting 4 rows back he smiled she smiled. The wedding ceremony was a great success, nobody complained, everybody happy, Sam’s k**s had just about kept it together. After the very late lunch, and all the speeches, Sam and k**s sat with Grandma and her sisters, with bottles of. Satisfied that she was securely bound, I began undressing. She looked down between her spread legs at the mirrored closet doors, seeing herself in bondage on my bed sent a shudder of excitement through her body. Another one came as she watched me pull my shirt off revealing my ‘wife-beater’ t-shirt. I left that on for a few moments as I began working my belt and pants zipper. I saw Roberta lick her lips as my pants dropped down my legs. She saw the bulge that lay just under the thin cotton of.