Owen smiled in a morphine amplified agreement. “If she’s on you, then you’ll see her across the courtroom.”Owen nodded and laid back. “I’m... going to sleep off some of the painkillers. I’ll be here when the lawyer arrives.”The detective sighed. He stood up and turned to Mulhaney. “Call her. Do we have any other interviews left?”“No, all of the remaining girls had freaked out and would only talk with Keating,” Mulhaney said.“Probably would’ve worked with Jensen or LeBlanc,” the detective said,. The sight of my thick brown cock in Annalyn’s tiny mouth as she gagged on it was something to behold, especially when she occasionally opened up and her little pink tongue flicked gobs of wet saliva over the glistening dark surfaces of my cock.My hands were on her head but as I moved down toward her top she stopped me. “Lets go someplace more comfortable”. She stood up, and grabbed my cock in her hand. Then, she literally led me by my cock , walking out of the washroom and towards….oh. "Okay. So what are your plans for today?" She says looking back at me suddenly, totally acting normal, not even darting to my cock at all. I stumble, literally. Falling on my ass and catching myself in the worst position I can think. Legs spread, arms behind me and blushing like a mother fucker. "Oh shit! John are you okay? The fuck did you fall?" She said slightly chuckling getting up and setting her coffee on the table next to her after and walking over to me, offering a hand. I sit there. ”The lights in the hall dim. The lights over the stage increase in density, lighting up the stage. Playing her part, Janice rubs her clit absently though her body stocking. She hears the first of the trainers shuffling his way across the floor. She rises to her feet, ready to embrace him. Before she can even react, Troy is all over her, hands frantically pawing at her, grabbing, caressing. She lets out a moan of her own, responding in kind and running her hands everywhere to get a sense of him,.