Luciana had explained that the shops in Paris were to die for while the cafes were more than a place to pass the time of day. They were an institutio..., a cultural phenomenon, she’d said. So we’d packed our bags at a moment’s notice and headed off on our overnight shopping trip. We’d dressed more conservatively than normal—Luciana in a coral halterneck dress with its bust ruching. The top displayed just enough of her tanned cleavage to be classically sexy while the floaty skirt showed her long. She came out of the woodwork and blew him out of the water, much to the chagrin of the defense and the joy of the prosecution. After the recess to check on the validity of her accusations, the judge found my client guilty on a couple fraud charges and off he went. Not a thing I could do for him except lighten his wallet. I didn’t feel a bit sorry for him. All ill-gotten gains as far as I was concerned, but now a bit of them were mine.In any case, she came over to the defense table to. My cock soon found her cunt and I slid in her pussy. We fucked and she had the nastiest mouth. Finally she said she wanted my cum in her mouth. When I said I was ready she got off my cock and started sucking me. I blew my load in her mouth. We rested for about 10 minutes. As I started eating her pussy she said I can't believe Bev has fucked your cock off your body. I stopped set up and said she doesn't want sex. At this Ginny laughed. She said Bev has a type she likes the big guys who. ."Please no, oh god this is going to hurt."....1." OWWW. She did not wait until she was finished saying her final number, as she shoved the head of that dick up my ass as she said the number. It fucking hurt like hell."Owww, please mistress, pull it out, it hurts too much!" I pleaded with her."Ohh, my little bitch, do you want it out? Here let me help you." With that she began to pull the head out of my ass, it got maybe a quarter of an inch, before she suddenly stopped, and I felt my asshole.