“You’re a corker, Liz.” His smiling face moved closer to me and he slapped a hand on my shoulder. “A corker.”“You know the evidence. Filth... panties. Nasty letters. Threatening voicemails.”One side of his mouth turned up as he opened the door to the courtroom. His other hand gestured for me to go first. I went inside, inhaling the familiar scent of leather and dust.“Lovers’ spats. That’s what all that boils down to.”I glared at him. “You’re kidding me right now, Landon.”He threw his briefcase on. And still there is enough that landed on her tongue for her to savor as she closes her mouth in a huge smile, licking her lips contentedly. She loves the taste, the texture, as I always hoped she would. She’s going to want more, and often, and I will be the one to provide it to her!Just then Ruth begins to convulse as she loses control over her orgasm and allows her pussy to spasm uncontrollably for what seems like minutes. I feel my feet become suddenly drenched as she ejaculates with such. Chelsea is about 5'9", shoulder length brown hair, a very cute young looking face with cute chubby cheeks. Other than those chubby cheeks, there isn't an ounce of fat on her. As well as being an instructor, she was a ballet dancer herself. Her long slender figure, with firm breasts just a bit too big for her frame. She had such a cute bubbly personality to match her bubbly nipples, which I had happened to have seen. Being a partier, Chelsea was known to get pretty crazy. On more than one. She savored him for a few moments before drawing back. ‘Huh uh,’ Chloe smiled up at Jack. Taking one of his hands from her hair and directing it to the base of his cock, she continued, ‘My mouth. Your hand.’ With that simple directive, she returned her hands to his legs and her mouth to its home—not giving him an opportunity to object. Jack stood still, and Chloe waited patiently for him to adjust to the rules of this new game. Her tongue continued to play around his head, teasing, but she.