.black heels, not too high, black stockings, skirt just above knee, black blouse..and perfect hair...she sat next to me,crossed her legs and I could s...ell her perfect perfume...My friend was talking about something, I had no idea abut what...She asked if we are ready and we both said yes...we went to my car...then my friends cell phone rang...he went to a side and answer...that didn't seem like pleasant talk...apparently something is going on at work and he has to go there ASAP. First we talked. I had eaten a pill to enhance my need for sex, though not quite like that, as it infused with my body's feel good factor, I was drawn to him and on occasions cuddled him in sympathy for his loss of female companionship, all the time we cuddled he was feeling me intimately, which I thought was natural and returned the compliment, knowing he was as hard as a rock for me, my kissing him meant tongue fucking his mouth as well, we both subconsciously knew where this was going, and putting my. And, now a judge would have to be making the final pronouncements not the two of us. I silently swore that my hatred for the stinking bitch and her lover would never die.It took another two weeks before the word came down from the bench, but finally come down it did, on my head!I was sitting in the corridor just outside the courtroom where it had all just come to an abrupt conclusion moments before. I just sat there and stared at the tiled flooring. She'd gotten almost everything she and her. She would begin to shudder and push herself against me, and I would immediately bring her down from the edge of orgasm. Frustrated, she turned around, and mounted my stiff cock, lowering herself down onto me slowly; she began to work up her speed. I could see her dark hair down her back, her ass bouncing as she fucked me hard, my hands explored her as she rode, I noticed she was rubbing her clit, raising herself to extreme heights, ready to go over the edge.Her breathing was getting faster,.