The judge had her blindfold wrapped around the woman's neck and pulled on it to guide the hovering head.“Ohh yes Opal that's it lick that awful man'... mess for my pussy,” the Judge gasped.Her head twisted slowly from side to side from the sensations of the clerk's tongue dabbing dutifully over the pink flesh.The clerk looked me over once, checking me out from head to toe smiling before returning to her duties. Me, I got dressed quickly and left without asking the courts permission.In the outer. Greg watched her come nearer and get on her knees to undo his belt. He smiled at her as she slowly took it off of him and started for his zipper. After she undid the button, he lifted his hips so she could remove his shorts.He was glad that Jolene wore the red lacy underthings, knew the color would look good next to her creamy white skin. Oh, but he also anticipated enjoying them off as well. Greg gasped a little when she stripped him of his boxers as well, leaving his erection very. As I followed her up the stairs I couldnt take my eyes off her perfect arse as it swayed in front of me. When we reached the master bedroom, Chris and I embraced again French kissing and I could taste the salty flavour of my pre-spunk on her lips and in her mouth. I could feel my penis straining it was so hard it was very uncomfortable. I drew my hands over the soft skin of Chris hips and bottom before gradually caressing her breasts, playing with her erect nipples between my fingers. Chris. . put up with me..." Bob grinned wider.Boots stood up. "You kin do all that by yerself iffen you want to. Makes me no never mind." Sit down, Boots," said Bob."Why thankee, Doc," she said smoothly as she took her chair again. "I've always knowed you was a generous man."The waiter approached. He smiled at Bob, but looked with distaste at Boots, who began ordering before he could say a word."Gimme flapjacks, and bacon, and some eggs too. Three I think. And some of that sweet stuff you got to put.