Not that there was anything wrong with that. In a sense, it was probably why she was selected for the defense team because they needed the defendant o... his toes at all times and not distracted by his physical urges that sapped his concentration. I guess bending over now and then as they went over the details of the case in the privacy of lawyer/client secrecy was not much of a hardship considering the fact that Winston was a handsome devil and was reputed to be a bit of a “player” in the upper. There were the usual questions. Where had he been all this time? What happened to their parents? How did she come to work at a whorehouse?“What do we do now?” she wondered aloud. “You’re still hard.” She put her hand onto his cock. He shivered and tried to pull away.“Kim…we can’t. We’ve done too much already.”“Exactly,” she said, smiling. “We’ve done too much to go back to being brother and sister, Kyle. Tell me you don’t want to do more.” She sidled closer until their bodies touched. “I want. Especially with you carrying our baby."I took a deep breath and reigned in the initial urge to just lash out. "You're right. You don't deserve that. I could just clam up, but I won't. However, I don't feel like talking about it while my head's pounding. Your little demonstration of the pitfalls of getting sloppy drunk was effective, but it doesn't make me feel especially cooperative. So, you're just going to have to be satisfied with talking about this, and some of my concerns, when both of us. .." she told me, staring into my eyes with passion, "his cock."Running all of it through my head, digesting it, and making it come to life took time, and we were quiet for a minute before either of us spoke again. She was raking her long fingernails up and down over my erection, spending extra time on the glans where the sensation was almost unbearable. "So, you did want him to fuck you," I said, finally."Of course, David. Before he was done, I wanted it all. But I promised you. So we didn't.".