” “I’m trying to make it clear that he can’t just work for law abiding establishments and scam them. Anyway, I hold all the aces.” She sound...d confident but I was not so sure. “But I do need your help?” “I thought you might say that.” I drained my glass. “Call it cowardly, but if it goes pear-shaped I am not sure I can bail you out.” “Please?” Her puppy-dog eyes worked their magic. “What do you want me to do?” She refilled our glasses and spoke quietly, drawing finger diagrams of the restaurant. "See how your pussy juice make it easy to finger your tight asshole," and one finger pushed into her anus, opening her up. Rebecca pushed forward, forcing the other fingers into her pussy. "Your asshole grips my finger so tight, even after raping your asshole, you are still tight."The Judge abruptly removed his fingers from Rebecca, her eyes opening in surprise. "I don't want you to cum yet, bitch. I am going to keep you horny and on the edge all day."Rebecca's leg was released from the chain. Never!” he wailed. “I promise!” She was surprised to see the even with the horrible pain she was causing him, his cock was still hard as a rock and now steadily leaking precum. She stopped torturing his balls and reached around his shaft gently with her fist and began stroking it lightly, barely touching it at all. With her other hand, she reached and started fucking his ass again. He moaned and tried to thrust harder against her hand. “Please,” he whispered when she took her hands away. “I’m. I want all of you women to stop pretending and start masturbating for me, except for you, Mrs. Horne. Bend over that pew next to your hubby, lift your dress, slide down your panties, and prepare to be fucked good and hard by yours truly now. I can tell that you’re aroused, anyway. There’s no hiding that from me, is there? You are turned-on by watching someone bugger your hubby, am I right? Tell the truth and shame the devil,” Julian laughed as he began preparing Emily Horne to take his big, fat.