Debbie was an old friend of ours. She was younger than Ann. What would be described as a BBW but very horny and we very often sat together as a threes...me and talked openly about sex.She was dressed in a tight black lowcut top, black skirt and what I imagined to be black stockings. I could see her 40DD tits straining at the black top. I had always had fantasies about her tits since we met her and secretly had tried to catch glimpes of them when she came to see us. I had even brushed past her at. I looked at her and said you know him? Karen told me she should that he was her brother. I was reminded by her she would not say anything about our conversation earlier tonight but if I wanted Mike would probably have dinner with us if I wanted. Mike got the drink and came over to the table,” thanks sis for the drink” but was staring at me and asked Karen who her friend was. Karen introduced me to Mike and told me to stand up I had sat there with an odd look on her face and did not. ”I was sitting just behind the bar between the area for spectators and witnesses and the tables for the prosecution and defense. My sister was sitting with Melanie at the defense table and an Assistant State’s Attorney was at the prosecution table.“Case 90-298842, People vs. Stephanie Ann Adams,” the clerk announced.“I understand we have a plea agreement?” Judge Klinger asked.“Yes, Your Honor,” the State’s Attorney answered.“Let me see it, please,” the judge said.The State’s attorney handed up. She caught the hint and traveled southbound. Now, like I said my man can tear some pussy up—but this girl—oh, my gosh!!! She was eating my pussy like she hadn’t eaten in days—no—better yet weeks! First, dipping her tongue in and out of my lips and slipping up and down my slit, causing me to shudder, and then tongue kissing my clit passionately, causing me to scream.I felt like I was a slave or something, tied up with only my feet touching the bed. I couldn’t grab on to anything, nor could I.