His hand slowed and finally stopped. He released his wilting penis and looked around, obviously seeking a rag or something to use to wipe up his spunk...I let go of my cock and jumped to my feet. I didn't want him using the bedspread or something I'd have to explain later. "Wait!" I commanded him, and ran to the bathroom next door. My erection slapped my belly with each step -- a phenomenon I'd noticed before when walking around the empty house with an erection. When I ran back into the room,. The four lawyers at the table were all dressed in navy blue suits and were whispering at each other and darting looks up at the officers. At the other table sat a young woman about daddy's age with long red hair, marble white skin and wearing a black skirt suit. She looked back at us with relief just as the judge came into the courtroom."All rise! The honorable Judge Peter MacGrady presiding," one of the two officers standing to the left of the judge's bench intoned.The judge looked like he was. But she pressed back her resistance, fighting back with mouth, with tongue, even with lip covered teeth, accepting the cock in her mouth, but only on her terms. Her fingers twisted in his jeans for leverage. His face was tight now, just like the muscles in his legs. He was so close, and she would win. She would take what she wanted, triumphant. But he tightened his hold on her hair, denying her further access. Pulling her away, he raised her up and kissed her roughly, coarse hair on his chin. Tears welled up in her eyes and as the sensations gave way to pleasure, she actually wanted to feel all of that again. It seemed impossible, why would anyone want to feel that brutal pain and stretching again? But nature took over and her instincts made her want more. Once again, her weight transferred to her hands and his hands were freer now to manipulate her body again. Hari Singh ripped off what was left of her blouse and let it drop to the bed of leaves below. As she lifted herself up, her.