"What's wiv a Youf Court?" asked Marty."Much the same as a Magistrates' Court but the magistrates are specially trained to deal with people under eigh...een." And they're all in their fuckin' fifties," spat Marty."Not necessarily." Do-fuckin'-gooders!" Marty, your attitude is not going to help you." So whatcher want? Yes, sir, no, sir, three bags fuckin' full, sir?" That might be nearer the mark." Balls!" Marty, if you maintain this attitude you're liable to be referred to a Crown Court and get. Oooohhhhh, it was a fucking awesome feeling, a hard big dick in my pussy after so long, I was in heaven for those few seconds and then I regained my conscious and started riding him. Pehle aage peeche, then jumping on it and then circling on it. My sex animal was awake and all I knew in that moment was SEX, SEX, and SEX.After about 15 odd minutes of riding wildly and him crushing my boobs, we swapped positions and I laid down and he stood at the corner of the bed and he drilled me hard.This. "In the meantime, I'll have my attorney check into the legal ramifications as they exist today." Will this property be probated with the rest of the will?" Izzy asked the attorney."There's nothing to probate. Greg set this up several years ago, when the children were much younger," he replied. "I didn't even know he knew about Aida." Then the only question is what happens if she does NOT become Mrs. Wagner," Izzy said."There is another option," I thought to Izzy."What's that?" I could always. I was still wearing my sundress. It was badly wrinkled. I had been fucked repeatedly, but they never completely undressed me. My hair was a mess, and my make-up smeared. I looked like a woman who had spent the afternoon fucking and drinking. As expected, I had a series of text messages from Oscar, each more concerned and panicked than the previous. He was literally begging me to tell him what I was doing?, what was happening? who I was with? where was I? Oscar's afternoon might have been.