If Zak's got any sense he'll plead guilty and get a reduced sentence, so you won't have to give evidence. However, knowing him, he'll stick it out and...get sent down for years."Clare looked sad."What's the matter with you?" asked Ged, getting annoyed as he thought she still had feelings for the man."No, I know what you're thinking. It's not that. I have no feelings for him at all other than dislike and disgust. It's just a shame that he's caused so much suffering to you Ged and to me, and now to. He came closer until he was standing at the edge of the quilt. He stood over us, staring down and gently massaging his hard cock. We ignored him and concentrated on pleasing each other. I'm totally involved in what the three of us are doing but for just a fraction of a second a wayward thought crossed my mind. I can't believe I'm getting paid so well to do something I have only recently learned I enjoy so very much!I suppose there's no getting around the fact that I'm not merely a slut. It's. I slid them in and out shallowly and gently, until her flowing juices lubricated them enough. I slid them in further and further, eventually getting them all the way to the hand. I made a gentle stroking motion with them, and I heard her breath catch. I kept up the motion, and she began breathing more heavily- luckily, heavy breathing turns me on like no other. I hadn’t thought it was possible, but I got even harder, which she took glorious advantage of, sliding her mouth all the way down to. I glared at Ken but before I had the chance to decline he had accepted the offer, got up and walked round to the other side of the long table where a space was made for him. This left me really with no choice but to turn around on my chair and then, after a bit of shuffling, a space was also made for me, sitting on the opposite side from Ken, although not directly facing him. In the conversations which followed, it came out that it was my birthday and then everyone started to make a big fuss.