The only eyewitness was the kid’s mom, and with not enough rehearsal she faltered on the stand; I was able to get her to admit she hadn’t had a go...od look at the perp and couldn’t be sure it was my defendant. And the forensic trail was lousy, gaps in the chain of custody; one wit after another couldn’t tie the DNA, the knife, the shoes to both my guy and the scene.And when the jury came back it was “not guilty.” I’d done it, I’d won the unwinnable case my first time in court!At first my guy. My hips bucking with each spasm as I came hard.Before I fully came back down, Steve had unbuckled my jeans and pulled down the zip. He pulled my jeans down, which, because of my spread legs, was only about half way down my thigh. Then he pulled down my panties so that they lay on top of them. I looked down and could clearly see the slimy wet patch in the gusset. Steve was kissing my buttocks and then I felt him stop and gently blow across my wet pussy lips which I could feel were hanging wide. Her pussy lips were quite puffy, reddish looking, and they were covered with short red hairs that were slightly darker than the red hair on her head. She told me to pull on the string but I really had to pull hard to get it started. Then a big white plug came out of her pussy. It was longer and bigger around than any cock that I had ever seen in a dirty movie, my father’s collection that is. When I removed the string I had to open the condom that she wrapped around it, and then I had to unwrap. He should have known she'd be the first one in the office. "Good morning, Sally," he said. "I won't be in this morning. Maybe not at all today. Megan is ill." Oh, poor Megan," Sally said. "Nothing serious, I hope." No, I'm sure she'll be better tomorrow. In case anyone needs me, they can call my cell or send me an email." After the usual pleasantries, Greg hung up and dialed Megan's office. He left a message on the voice mail, identifying himself and saying that Megan wouldn't be at work today..