"Then perhaps THIS will refresh your memory?" said the State's Attorney, thrusting a delicate yet steel-cold firearm before the sultry redhead on the... witness stand. Wanda Malter gingerly handled the gun, running sharp, red lacquered nails up and down the barrel. "This is mine. My Stasson-Vebley 40/.006," she answered with breathless charm, as an electric ripple shot through the courtroom crowd. The Judge angrily called for order in the court. "Your fingerprints were on the weapon,". As I kept fucking her, I could feel the warm, sticky twat juice oozing down my balls. My crotch was soaked in it and holding her up by the torso allowed her cunt to drain all over her clit and trim job. Topping that off, we were both sweating profusely. The visual of Kayla’s body, shining all over, her tits dripping with sweat, her neck soaked and her long black hair stuck to her face, was a delicious erotic site.I decided to drop Kayla to the bed. As soon as I let her down, I pulled myself on. They got off the train at Circular Quay and took the escalator down to ground level, and then walked out onto the quay. Sarah looked around and gasped in surprise.She knew exactly were she was: she'd stood on the beach at this spot many times. Looking out at the harbour to her right, she could see what used to be Bennelong's Island, and to the right, she could see what they'd called The Rocky Point. It was so familiar, and yet, oh how different it was. Only now did she truly understand the. " looks. The woman who spoke was one of the married ones who has had on more than one occasion been my lover. I just looked at her and she could see the blank expression on my face. "Oh come on boss I can see you undressing Dawn Wells with your mind and your eyes after all you do it with me and one or two others who work for you." You have me there Judy but I seem to remember that you didn't complain when I fucked you for the first time," I told her as I reached out and grabbed her by her waist.