Intellectually, I knew how untrue that feeling was, but that feeling didnt care. So, I obsessed over it. With my hands feeling the bulge of his cock a... I curved myself into his touches, I couldnt think of much more than how massive it felt. The more thoroughly it dawned on me, the faster my heart beat and the more the rushing tingles between my hips intensified. At some point, while he was kneading my breasts and I was seconds away from just humping that hardon through his pants, the still. Studied my girl for a week, her routine same, walked home to her empty apartment, always the same short cuts, her mom a crack ho, in the bar at noon, the kid on her own, a sad sack, she appeared to have no friends, vulnerable. It was beginning of October, weather changing, she always wore a pink, hooded sweatshirt, loose, couldn’t gage her upper body, her face sexy, hair red, frizzy, a clown girly, lots of freckles, mmm. She had a perfect girl butt, her jeans showing it to distraction, long. Someone then told me that a judge was on his way and I would be in court in 2 hours. He told me he was my defence and that I should not go into court with a hard cock. Still gagged I could not tell him this was a mistake or about the d**gs the air marshal had given me to make me hard!I was pulled along again and into another room. The hood was removed but this time the straps at my neck and forehead were replaced straight away. Photos were taken and there was lots more talking. Finally I was. She slid her own fingersinto her slit and started rubbing herself, as she rubbed she bit harder into my fingers. Itgot to the point where it hurt me too much to keep my finger there and i started to try to prise her mouth open with my free hand. My protests of pain only turned her on more and sherubbed herself harder. Finally she released me and sat up. I looked at my finger, she had actually drawn blood. Jes wasn't finished, she demanded that i put my cock in her mouth toreplace the.