It had taken a large trash bag to hold all the trash from the pickup.The drive to the TV station was uneventful. No one would expect the Judge's wife ...o be riding in a beat up old pickup truck with a middle aged ugly duckling. She was supposed to be all about glamor. So I felt that we were not in any danger,Once we got inside the station and identified ourselves to the receptionist the trouble began. A tall, thick, not fat man, gentleman in a cheap suit walked our way. "Security," I said to. Brushing past her into the house, he said, "Well, this is your lucky day, baby. I've decided to come back." You've what?" Donna exclaimed. "What about your little slut of a girlfriend?"Carl reddened slightly and said, "Aw, the hell with her. That's all over now. I'm ready to come back to you and the boys." Really?" Donna said dryly. "Pardon me if I'm a little puzzled, Carl, but a few days ago you said you were going to marry this girl. She didn't dump you, did she?"He got even redder."Would you. " He said.I hesitated, and shook my head..."no, please, don't... don't make me have to... I just can't..." I said."Do it, or I'll do it for you." Please, please don't do this to me!" I pleaded."Fine, I'll do it for you." And with one swift motion he pulled my trunks down and stood back up and stared at me with his eyes bulging."What in the fuck?" His jaw dropped open, and his head tilted down towards my cunt. He pulled something out of his pocket, and by the time I recognized what it was-- the. Finally Olivia broke the clinch and sank to her knees. Grabbing the waistband of Gina’s panties, she pulled them down around the older woman’s ankles and pushed her nose right into the magical spot where Gina’s thighs met, the curly hairs tickling her face. Awkwardly positioned and thrown off balance by the shockwave of pleasure that ran through her, Gina stumbled and fell back onto the bed – whereupon Olivia pulled her panties the rest of the way off, spread her legs, and dove in.Like any good.