We came together in one beautiful sexual explosion, my legs straight up in the air over his shoulders as he dug as deep as he could within me. His fin...l spasms seemed to go on forever, one spurt after another ... matching my own. Eureka! As that old Greek -- what's his name? -- said.It's the good feeling after sex that I like most. Rory and I lay in bed, our bodies shiny and slick from olive oil, my hand idly playing with his flaccid penis, his hand caressing my boobs. It wasn't love. I knew. ? ??? In Mr Red's case, such a effort was wasted.? He was wealthy enough himself not to be impressed with expensive furniture or fine art on the walls.? He just wanted to get to business.? In fact, he had been much more impressed with the samples of his host's work he had seen on his way in.? ??? The woman who had shown him to this room was the first he'd seen.? She wore a strict discipline hood which covered everything, including her obviously wide open mouth.? Even her eyes were covered with. As the two of them kissed it was evident they were snogging properly, as both girls were feeling each other’s tits.After a few minutes mum unbuttoned Auntie Sheila’s blouse and slipped it off her shoulders, they resumed kissing. Auntie Sheila reached round and pulled the zip of mums dress down and she pulled it off her, after a few more minutes of intense snogging and tit feeling both girls unhooked each other’s bra, and their tits were out.As I sat watching my cock was rock hard, mum bent. A. "I should like to call Karen Lauterbach to the stand."I took a deep breath and got up. "Here goes," I muttered under my breath."Darla and I crossed paths on the way from the witness room to the courtroom. When we hugged, she made the first move. "I like to think I'm so detached," she said. "That way I can't be hurt by anybody. But this crime hurt me." She rested her head on my shoulder. A woman bailiff looked at us and gestured impatiently."Darla, you got friends and a mother in there," I.