”“Is something like that acceptable to the meeting?” Riding asked. He hadn’t really been a Quaker for decades, but the language still crept in...once in a while. “We’ll put it aside, then, and Judge...”“Marshall.”“Judge Marshall will bring in suggested language tomorrow. If someone else has an idea for language, consult with Marshall before the meeting.” He thought that they were about to get a set of procedures which would serve them for another decade.Ab had received a huge amount of money when. "mam" mikes voice again insistent this time "can simon stop tonight" ....." er ok I guess thats ok" she capitulated " thanks mam" said mike happy now . Ten minute's later " mam" mike again " is it ok if simon takes a shower " .....Sheryl felt a fluttering in her belly ..."dare I" she thought "do what he did and watch him take a shower" she heard simon running up the stairs she checked on mike he was watching football and wouldn't move for hours she followed simon up the stairs and went into the. She could tell when they got close to the tunnel because the men on either side of her would move closer and she would sense someone moving in front of her. Her ears heard the sound of the zipper and it was like Pavlov's bell, the sound made her mouth open and seconds later it was filled with cock. Hands went up her legs and she spread them wide to let the fingers find her pussy and then she was finger fucked as she sucked off the unknown man. Sometimes the man shot off a blast of cum down her. Her body was still trim and athletic, but it did show the wear of four decades and a childbirth."How do I look out of the frock, Lieutenant Stewart?"Maybe it's my sense of the perverse, but when you are surrounded by people who all look like they are in their late teens, the appearance of a middle-aged woman seems exotic. It grabs your attention. The soft, slight sag of her breasts and her ass, the way her nipples had that baby-chewed-on look, the tiny smile lines crinkling at the corner of her.