As he got around half of his prick inside of her, he stopped and waited, and, just as he expected, the cringing look on Carly’s face subsided and wa... replaced by a sheepish smile.“Here we go…” He whispered to her. Freddie had fantasized about this moment for years, but he never thought that it would happen, let alone on a live broadcast that by now, millions were watching. Pulling out until the head of his penis was just about to exit her once virgin hole, he plunged back inside of her tight. "Over half this criminal shit is being done by cell phone outside the apartments." Yeah and we cloned the phone he has," I said."We could clone it again," Wilson suggested."Either that or rubber hose it out of him," I said. "I would love to use EZ to infiltrate the two of them, but I don't know that he isn't in on the crap with them. At least the boat part. To be honest, I think no one but the rapist, and the one who doped me knows about the Jefferson Island thing." The one who doped you might. Wallace," Judge Castille said."Thank you for verifying my availability before scheduling this, Your Honor," I said.Judge Castille continued to stare at me for a moment before he smiled."OK, you're right," he said. "I expected you to be beating on my chambers door when I arrived this morning. When you weren't, I thought it would only be a matter of time." I was visiting with my client this morning," I said. "I do that twice a week, Your Honor. I feel it is imperative that Mr. Huntley be kept. I thought it was mostly surprise. I could not be sure. She nodded back, and continued down to her back door, without comment.Had I blown it?Meetings out front were as affable as usual. But for a few weeks, I never saw her out back. Had I crossed a line? Was she purposely avoiding encountering me while I would be naked? Had these beautiful episodes of CFNM come to an end?I continued to spend time naked in my backyard. Eventually, while sitting at our outdoor furniture, reading the paper naked, I.