I thought you were magnificent…the way you destroyed that asshole’s testimony. He reminded me of my Uncle Robert.”“Yeah,” I responded with ...a laugh. “I was thinking the same thing.”“Are you going back to work now? I was hoping maybe we could spend the afternoon together.” I thought for a second then whispered to her. Only when I had finished did I realize that Geoffrey was still standing by the table.“Rosie, I want you to meet the real brains behind this defense. This is my paralegal. We trade places and with her very wet pussy and my wet dick, I slide right into the most perfect pussy I have every had. Well it’s the first pussy I have ever enjoyed, but it does feel fantastic. Hot, wet and tight. Getting back into rhythm with Frank I grab Anna’s ankles and put them on my shoulders rapping my arms around her thighs. I start to pounding hard into her pussy as I can. Her moaning and us grunting away, sweat pouring down our faces and as Frank face fucks the preacher’s wife. . he ...?” Sampson asked again, his voice calm, his tone assertive.Shaking with exhaustion, Catherine collapsed into a fit of deep, convulsive sobs. “I don’t know!” she cried through gritted teeth, before once again, she slipped away into the welcome darkness.Chapter 33 – Waking Catherine, The Whipping Post, 9:25 am May 12th 1864Catherine’s body dripped with blood. Her skin was welted and raked, whipped for a second time to the point of losing consciousness. But she had told them nothing,. Sometime after that he must have mentioned my fantasy to Jane as he was one hot and horny lady later that night. I also related a bit of bad news in that Pon had started her period that morning. Bit of a bummer. After dinner at the Lobster Pot on Walking Street we took them to one of our favorite Go-Go bars called Living Dolls. We introduced them to a couple of Pon’s girlfriends that were bi and we had played with before. Jane decided that the one she wanted to join our party was Mel. In my.