So, you live alone?" he asked. Hannah nodded, taking a sip of cocoa. "Boyfriend hasn't crashed in yet?" "I, um... don't have a boyfriend."It was Damie...'s turn to look at her. He had thought she had to have had one. This knowledge was going to make it harder for him to resist thinking about her, but it made him smile gently. "Really? A knockout girl like you?"At his whispered question, Hannah's face turned almost as red as her hair. Clearing her throat, she smiled and shook her head. "No." He. Instead he rolled her off his face and pushed her roughly on the ground and began to straddle her . Both there arses were facing me now and I could see his big cock beginning to push at her pussy lips,she opened her legs wider and in he went nice and easy into that moist hole of hers and he started to fuck her. But it wasn’t the way that me and him fucked,that was hard and short and over in minute or two. This was slow and sensual and full of passion and now my hand was buried deep in my own. The sound of the roof door swinging shut made me look over my shoulder in hope that she had finally shown up and was ready to help me out. I was surprised to see the long flowing black hair of the lady prosecutor Ms. Honeysuckle. She seemed surprised to see me there and we were both momentarily silent because of the rules about the prosecution and the defense not having direct contact with any of the jurors.Actually, it was her that broke the silence.“I know you are one of the Ralphs but I. " I can't be the only one here then. There's a lot of people, uh, down there, or up there, wherever here is." More than you could ever count or know." And you're with all of them right now?" Yes."He chuckled."Jeez. You must have seen it all by now."The woman smiled."Indeed. But, life is full of surprises."He couldn't help but laugh as he walked alongside the woman."How are you so, well, cheerful? You have all these people, good or bad, all asking, or whining, crying, and everything else. All.