"Um, ok?" she prompted."So, I think you should do it, right here at the table," Lissa commanded, with a triumphant tone."With Jason sitting right here..." Denise asked, whether with real or feigned panic, I couldn't quite tell. Perhaps a cognitively dissonant combination of both?Lissa's grin widened. "Of course, mom. He can sit across from you, like where I am ... he won't see anything..."Denise glanced, involuntarily, at her own lap, and across at her daughter. Swallowed, slightly nervously. I. The sense of chaos at the prosecution table was striking enough for the judge to call a halt to the process to allow them to get back into the game. In the long run, nothing could be done to ignore the damage and the spirits at the defense table was bubbling up like the bubbles from a freshly opened bottle of Champagne.By the second day of defense testimony, it was difficult for me to keep from grinning at the discomfort at the prosecution table. I actually felt pity for their pampered lawyers. ” She rested her warm palms on his thighs, and when she began to caress them, Billy’s body shivered.“I’ll fix it, but you’ve got to promise never to tell, not even your mother,” she said.“Why?” Billy asked innocently. “Because she might not understand,” Doctor Nancy said in a low, throaty voice. “I’ll fix the problem, but it must be between you and I, no one else.”“Sure, Doctor Nancy,” Billy agreed.“You’ll have to remove your shorts.” Her hands had stroked up his thighs to his hips, and she. Your cock, wonderfully erect, is teasing me with a slight glistening of anticipation. All I want , at that moment , is to taste you; run my tongue all over it and wrap my lips around it. I start licking you, playing with your balls, and kissing them as my tongue goes up and down your cock. I look up at you, as you close your eyes to enjoy every second of it. You pull my hair as my wrap my lips around you. My tongue gently explores the tip of your cock, licking and taking everything you have to.