He knew she took delight in driving poor Ty nuts with her on again off again routine. It was part of what made Maria, Maria.Albert glanced at the beau...y on his arm. Her black hair was piled on her head in an artful-way. She still had a fine classical figure that drew most men’s eyes. While she wasn’t very tall, she was tall enough to please Albert. He was sure that her tits were already bigger, and she did have them displayed in a way to entice his eyes down her cleavage, but they were not. They all were sure it was brilliant, without seeing a word of it. It was a love story between an American hentai artist living in Japan and a mysterious local girl. The English was great, with just a few glitches. But the content of the story – an American and a Japanese ingenue, with just enough details changed to maintain plausible deniability – seemed like a come-on to him. The explicitly written blowjob scene was especially aggravating. He had scrawled in the margins Not appropriate for. I now needed to break the drama. The next time, while he was sucking me, I started moaning loudly and started moving my hands over his forehead stroking his hair. He got the signal and started sucking me vigorously. I just could not control myself. To prevent myself from shooting out, I pulled him towards me with one jerk and immediately locked in a deep kiss. We kept kissing for a long time.Finally I broke the kiss, “itne din kyon laga diye. Aaj tum bhi nange ho jao.” Without a word, he. We entered the courtroom and found it quite different that the ones you see on television. This was family court and while it was still a legal court, it was much more informal than the criminal court. The judge, a woman in her sixties I guessed, was not wearing a robe and there was no witness box, simply a slightly raised chair near the judge's desk. There was a court recorder and a man in a suit who acted as bailiff.Miles and I were seated at a table on the left side, while Reese and her.