Fleming is willing to help."That got the desired result. Colleen and I were shepherded into a nicely appointed conference room and took the seats desi...nated by our host. The judge sat across from us and an assistant immediately placed three file folders before him. He took his time, read through the proffered documents, and then slid the first two across to Colleen.It took some time, but Colleen studied each page of the document, making no sound, and giving nothing away by her facial. One guy came around in front of me, knelt down and slid his hands up the outside of my thighs to my panties and pulled them down and off before I knew what was happening. I tried to stop him but the guys were to strong. I felt two hands rubbing my pussy really hard and rough as the guy who had removed my panties stood up and told me to open my mouth. I did and he quickly jammed my panties into my mouth. “That should keep her quite”, he said. As everyone laughed. My bf looked over at his mate. Please understand. I accidentally picked the wrong tattoo. It was dark. I thought I was pointing at a red heart.” Lucy stammered another lie.“You went to a tattoo parlor? You had them tattoo your privates? Some tattoo artist touched your privates?” George was outraged and stormed out.Lucy heard the door slam. A car screeched away and she wept most of the night. George returned the next day, moved his clothes into the spare bedroom and refused to speak to her or listen to her.She went around in. He moves me, pulls off the cotton whites I have on and I pull his pants off one leg at a time. He leans back, strong hands wrapped around my waist and starts to lower me onto him. This can’t be happening. Should I stop should I should I should I…I feel the tip part the folds of over wet flesh. I tell myself there is no going back. I tighten and slowly let him enter me. I feel impaled, I feel obfuscated, I feel remedied I feel violated I feel electric I feel…myself pushing into him. My hips.