I wanted her. But I was scared. Did she want me? As much as I craved her taboo flesh?Someone had to move. My hips found themselves rocking subtlely ba...k and forth. Despite the promiscuity of the past few days I was grounded by hesitation. ‘Come on!! lets fuck!!’ Throbbed my dick. ‘What are we waiting for??!!’ said my aching balls.But how could I know. How could I know she would respond alike? It could go so wrong. so wrong.I could not make the move, I resolved. That much. He moaned with relief as he set his hands on the sides of herpowerful thighs and began working his mouth up and down her delicious,dark phallus.He sucked and slurped with such vigor that pockets of air escaped hislips periodically, providing a lovely symphony of suction that was musicto Alexandra's ears. She wiggled her ample ass in the luscious leather,letting out a low moan as her cat suited bitch boy pressed his mouth allthe way down to the base of her cock."Quite thirsty today, aren't you?. Yet still, there was something about her that made the lawyer uncomfortable.Her ice blue eyes seemed to look upon everything with a gaze of contempt. Her blonde, practically white, hair was pulled into a severe bun. And her mannerisms, left the public defender thinking that she would have easily fit in, goose-stepping through the halls of Berchtesgaden. ?Definitely not your ‘warm bedside manner’ type.? He’d thought.?Well,? he said clearing his throat, ?I’ll give the judge my recommendation. But her smiling glance to me was met with my own smiling face."Hey, I want to thank you so much for showing the news lady in the other day. We're old high school pals, we dated each other's best friends." (I wanted to make the point that she wasn't an old girlfriend)"Oh, that's so sweet, Mr. Glynn" She gushed. "I thought you might have been more than friends and I guess in that way you were. I've seen her on TV for a bit now. I think she was an overseas correspondent when my brother was in.