--- It's been exactly eighteen years now since Eric became the father of two beautiful baby girls; one his own sister and the other his niece. Some ye...rs ago Eric began to feel his slave-mother was getting a bit old. Of course she still looked a lot younger than she actually was, but still when she reached her fifties her breasts were getting saggy and her body was loosing it's attractiveness; so Eric decided to sell her to a brothel. Emily was sad to have to leave but she had fallen so far in. She puckered up, and gave it a kiss, looking up at me for approval. I smiled. Plenty of time for oral sex later.Without being told, Aimee pushed my pants down over my shoes, keeping her puckered lips in contact with my cock, repositioning her face to maintain contact as I moved to lift my shoes out of my pants.My cock was oozing a bit of pre-cum by now. Aimee discovered this with a startled "Ooh!" and stuck out her pretty tongue to taste it. She continued alternately licking and kissing the. I had been completely honest with her, I never wanted her to leave my side if I could do anything about that. I wanted her to move in tonight and never leave. But we both had jobs, and sometimes my job ran to all kinds of crazy hours. I had the barest of epiphanies, but needed more data."Anna?" Hrm?" She was holding my hand in her lap, her other hand tracing the veins on the back."Do you like your job? You've always called it your 'shitty job' before, but last week when we had drinks it. You are not a party to the proceeding so I will not stop to fill you in as we go. Is that clear?" I'm good, Your Honor," Valerie declared. The glance the court reporter gave me told me that even she knew it to be a patently false statement."Very well," Castille said. "I have severe issues with the Wells case. I want everyone to be completely candid with me. I'll not ask about strategy and I'll reference only what is already in evidence. No one will be tipping his hand. First off, I'll be.