Then I kissed her harder and longer pulling her body into mine pressing her tits hard against my chest. I wanted her to feel my hardness against her p...ssy; she needed to see what she did to me.She got in the car and I closed her door. I raced around the car with my cock swollen inside my jeans, trapped by my own underwear, and I got into the car. I reached down and adjusted myself so that I could at least sit down. With her panties, her thong, still in my hands and no longer being in control of. "In his absence Madame Noir had ordered him a glass of white wine andboth of them a shrimp and avocado salad and Myles gratefully took agenerous sip from his glass. Madame Noir smiled at him benevolently andsaid, "Myrelle you are turning into a very efficient little secretary;I really must consider contacting your wife and suggesting that shereassign you at work."Myles looked so alarmed that he choked on his wine and Madame Noir hadto pat him on the back before he recovered."There, there," she. Fuck was he good. I don't know how many times I came. I finally told Jim I'm good. Jim said he wasn't done eating yet. My eyes were rolling in the back of my head. My pussy was tender before now it was engorged. Jim stopped asked me if I could get on my knees. I said I could sit. Good enough. Jim helped me to the sofa where he offered me his dick. Not the longest I've seen but by far the fattest. He put his dick to my mouth. Then he face fucked me. I had a hard time keeping my mouth opened that. I lost count of the number of times I came but I ran dry long ago. My cock stayed rock hard and my shorts dripped with cum. I could not see that far down but from the noises it was not all my own cum either. My defender returned and could not believe the sight before him. I was pulled from my cell and bought before the judge and the press the stretcher was stood up again. There I was with a red face, hard cock and cum literally dripping off the end. The defender spoke, the prosecutor spoke then.