Pamela did exactly what Judge Redding told her to, and even though she was beginning to feel uncomfortable with her own submissiveness and willingness...to let the judge order her what to do, she was compliant and she'd dressed in preparation for her rendezvous with the judge just as he'd told her to.Pamela didn't actually own some of the lingerie and clothing items Judge Redding had told her he wanted her to wear, so she had not only gone to a department store, but also to the Victoria's Secret. ."please fuck me papi , I really need you!" with that he walked me over to the big tree that was between the fence and I put my hands on it and bent over "here it comes baby" he said as he put his cock right against my hole...I could barely contain myself as his big mushroom head slipped in slowly...my god I missed this so much...that feeling when it first enters mmm...I moaned louder and said "yes papi fuck me" he slide all the way inside...slowly , getting balls deep against my ass "mmm baby. The hung tapestries, intricately woven from the finest grass-fiber by the most skilled artists: nothing more than a waste of time and energy. Small trinkets of silver; ink pens, figurines, ornaments: littered about, covering shelves and tabletops, merely a drain on the senses. Iosoan fingered the silver ring on his finger, studied the rendering of his own House Seal; even the ring turned his stomach as he sat in bitterness.Then, he looked back at the girl; so many years she had been in his. He’d been there and examined it thoroughly; no doors, no widows and certainly not enough room to house that gaggle of heavyweights. The sergeant accepted the presence as evidence and there was enough trouble with half the MSU Spartans defense drunk and disorderly and the underage free safety suffering a broken arm.Go with it, Gil, he muttered to himself. Just go with it ... I sure would like to know where that lot came from though. He glanced over at the setback. Fuck! NOW where did they.