He did care what Lauren thought about him. He did, he just, he didn't know. He guessed he didn't like her much anymore. Of course, he told himself, he...had been using her all along. He hadn't ever cared about her.But he knew he had, though he tried to push that thought out of his mind. Nobody could tell him what to do, not Lauren or Johanna. Even his parents were idiots. So maybe he had used her, so what. People used each other everyday. Jen had used me, he thought bitterly. She used me to piss. I had done the same with BIL few times and he immediately lay on his stomach spreading his legs. His cock was still in my hand as he parted his legs more.“Kay dekh rahi hai, chal jaldi kar”. Saying he grabbed my head and pushed it down. His black ass too was gleaming and he forced me to lick it up.Holding my hand on his cock and making me licks his ass made him pretty much aroused and I too was not because of licking his ass but holding his sticky wet cock aroused me more, and I could hear him. My lawyer, the novice assigned defense given me by the State was apologetic about the screw-up and she inquired if I had been given a chance for a conjugal visit from my wife or someone close to fill in. She told me that if I couldn’t find anyone, she would be happy to fill my girl’s shoes and hope that would pay me back for the indignity I had already suffered.I accepted her offer on the spot because I had my eye on her hour-glass buttocks the entire visit. I think she had noticed this. “Maybe the commish is a psychopath,” Joan guessed.I just don’t buy it, but maybe they could sell it to a jury, but only if the commissar is dead,” I said. ‘We need to let the FBI do this. They can offer him protection. That is if he has anything to say.”“We should know pretty soon,” Joan said. “It’s three o’clock.”My phone rang. “Gray you need to pick up the Commissioner on the way into town. It’s for his own protection right now. Remember how our last investigation ended?” I asked.“Yeah, but.