“Are there any in the back?” Dexter asked.“Yes. We got a couple big jars of them,” the kid answered.“So get some cherries out of the back, a...d put one on my sundae,” Dexter said.“We’re too busy,” the kid answered.There were thirty people in line with twenty of them being kids. Only two people were working the counter. He didn’t have time to go rummage around in the storage room in the back.Dexter said, “I want a cherry on my Ice Cream Sundae. It isn’t a sundae without the cherry.”The man. She had been rocked by violent orgasms ever since he had sucked her nipples, long ago, and continued to quiver with smaller aftershocks. She was pressing the back of his head with her hands, unable, and unwilling, to forego the pleasures he was giving her. She had long strings of orgasms, followed by shorter spasms. She had came unbelievably hard a few times, almost losing consciousness. She was an unknowing entity, centered on the sensations emanating from her groin. The feelings were beyond. And then I feel his touch. My body breaks out in goose bumps as my arousal skyrockets. He runs his hands up over my bare legs, easily slipping off my shoes as he goes. I moan as his fingers play over my sensitive skin as his hands travel higher and higher up, underneath my dress, towards my pussy. I squirm beneath his touch and he chuckles again which just makes me squirm more. His hands are getting oh so close now and I know he can feel the dampness around my panties. I gasp as he softly runs. I don't have to share it with anyone. I earned it and I'm keeping it."I was shocked at Joyce's outburst. Her lawyer had tried to get her to be quiet, but she was having none of it. At least now I had an inkling of what was going on in her mind. I didn't like what I was seeing in my wife at that moment."Well, Ocsana, there seems little point in continuing this meeting. I will contact the court and we will set a date for a formal hearing. I wish you could convince your client that it is not in.