Keira decided she would find the lawyer in his bar, and see if she could persuade him to leave with her. Once she had him alone, his fate would be sea...ed. The bar was the typical lawyers-after-work kind of place. It was the type of place where there were lots of power meetings, judicial gossip, and high priced advice. This is where they gathered to celebrate their victories, and lick their wounds. Keira stepped into the bar, and immediately drew the attention of most of the men, and some of. They had screens so as to keep out the bugs. A screen door let him keep the door open as well. The overhang of the metal roof would hopefully keep out the rain.The room was long and shallow. Near the entrance sat a bench, with a couple lights on tripods around it, and across from it an empty easel and a high stool, a small table beside the stool held a painter’s palate and a cup. Along the front some paintings rested faced away on their sides. Some boxes looked to hold fabric and other smaller. This wasn't just about pounding away at her. He wanted to fuck her into complete submission.She shrieked in confusion when he escaped her entanglement and moved her from missionary into having her legs above his shoulders. Like that, she couldn't use her legs to grab him anymore but he could pump into her even deeper.For the first time, he hit her innermost spot. She moaned in pain, tried to push him out of her, but he just kept pressing into her until she gave up. At least that is what he. “I’m sore but I think I’m okay.” You reply. The nurse doesn’t seem to acknowledge Jack’s presence.“Okay then, is there anything you need from me?”You can see jack nodding at you from your peripheral.“Um, actually… yeah. Could you um…” Your voice is shaky, still unsure of yourself. You try to think of an order to give her, but you are still a bit hazy and can’t quite think of anything clever. “Could you show me your boobs?” It was all you could think of.“Of course!” She said with a smile and.