Miss Harris turned out to be a designer of very slinky, sexy lingerie, and this was certainly the best part of the show for me, and I suspect for a lo... of the others. Whatever the merits or demerits of her clothes, it was such fun to watch slim, leggy models strutting up and down the catwalk in very little clothing and to admire their toned bodies.Beside me, Mr Harris squirmed a little uncomfortably; I'm not sure he knew his daughter had this sexy imagination. But I held his arm and stroked his. Honestly I’m no porn star. I may be a bit above average, but mine was the first cock she had ever even seen let alone touched. She seemed amazed by it, switching between “Oh my god it’s so hard”, “and soft”, “and warm”, Oh my god I can’t believe I’m doing this”, and “there’s no way you’re putting that in me”. I leaned down close to her and kissed her. I started to move closer to her and told her to open her legs more. To my surprise she DID. That to me said “go for it”. I reached down and. And remember, be respectful, this is a new judge, no oneknows what she's like. But she's been going over your records all day." Good maybe she'll send me back in there to be the cellblock whore," Imumbled as another woman opened the door at the end of the passageway.She looked me up and down then hurried back toward the courtroom."Mark Feldman," called the bailiff as we entered."Sorry we had a slight delay, my client is here."I stood before the new Lady Judge looking beaten and only. This caused her gown to ride up more, as she sat sideways to him, he could now see the bottom of her ass cheek, soft and round. This got John exited, his cock started to twitch, which was completely unexpected considering the amount he had drunk. John was still pretending to be asleep, his eyes slightly ajar so as not to alert Tammy to his peeping.As John kept watching, Tammy would every so often flash a glance at him. Then all of a sudden she swung around on the beanbag; her legs were tightly.