Cara signed a three year commitment as a prosecutor at a dirt cheap salary. Her pay was shit, but she would get the real deal. Prosecuting felony case.... I sat in on some of her trials dressed in disguise. She was a pitbull. Cara looked straight into the eyes of the jury members defying them to disagree. Cara got thirty three convictions in a single year with two acquittals and the majority taking a plea bargain to avoid facing her in court. Then came the realization that I was the wife. Cara. Max rolled her eyes and decided to try her best to ignore him for the remainder of their punishment. Not an easy task considering that she could feel his every little movement. She groaned inwardly, hoping that it would be over soon. And the minute they got out, she needed to come up with a plan of defence for their ‘date’ tonight. It needed to be something which he would not expect. ******************************** The smell of food invaded his nostrils and made his mouth water. He was. He told me that he was not feeling well and was going to take rest. After few minutes I went to find out how he was feeling, he told me that he was feeling cold and if I did not mind giving him company in bed, I agreed and lifted the bed cover and joined him to realize that he was lying nude, he immediately pulled me near him and lifted my dress as usual I did not have my panties on. He pulled my buttocks and pressed his hot coke against my cunt, turned me around and climbed on me, inserted and. I eventually felt the tentacle press against something deeper inside me. From the feel, he was at least 9 inches in. It was so sensitive, it actually made me squeak a bit in shock and discomfort, and my lover stopped. He was so thoughtful. As I mused, I realized he’d hit the back of my kitty. That thought filled me with a bit of sadness as I knew he couldn’t go in any further, and that the wondrous thing he’d grown especially for me wouldn’t even get half way in.But then he started pulling.