He was tall; dark haired, slim and well dressed with an air of authority. She guessed him to be late thirties, early forties. He called a waitress ove... and asked Julia what she wanted to drink. “Cappuccino please,” she responded.“Same again,” he told the waitress before holding out his hand. “My name’s Charles,” he told her with an educated accent.“Julia,” she responded as she limply took his hand.He opened up his iPad and found the two thumbnail pictures of her. Selecting them he turned over. Ophelia cupped her swollen pussy. She felt feverish. Grabbing her entire labia with her thumb and knuckle she squeezed as she raised the rod once again and let out a low growl as it swished through the air onto her charge’s throbbing cock. Ophelia opened her eyes. She hoisted herself up on her elbows and strained her to see where she was. She sensed familiar surroundings and knew she was back in her own room. The huge wooden bed was replaced by her plain old futon. She looked down and saw that. Mom ke bade bade boobs mere saamne the aur woh ek dum gajab lag rahe the ek dum fair shade. Unke bich mein unka bada sa light brown nipple ek dum perfect lag raha tha. Fir mom ne apni panty bhi utar di aur puri nangi ho gayi.Mom ki pussy pe bahut sare hairs the isliye meko mom ki pussy thik se nahi dikh rahi thi. But mom ke pussy lips bade the aur woh mujhe unke hairs ke bich saaf dikh rahe the. Wahin dusri taraf Ritu neh bhi apne kapde utarne lagi thi ussne apni t-shirt and shorts utar diye. She gave me a silent 'hello' and turned to watchthe case unfold."Which cop were you dating Miss Wilson," the Judge asked sternly."It was - Officer Philips ma'am." I noticed Philips didn't reactto the comment."And you think maybe he sent you these letters?" she said withsome venom in her question."Well, I don't really know," Peggy whispered softly, no longerable to face the Judge."Look at ME!" the Judge lashed out. "You wrote these letters -DIDN'T YOU?" No I - it wasn't like that. I - I can't.".