This is my story about how I fucked a hot and horny advocate.Being law student i have to frequently visit registration court of Pune division. There i... saw a really hot married lady, later i came to know she is also a advocate.She has white skin color, used to wear Punjabi dress as she was Punjabi. Soon, i started talking to her and used to ask her for help and she used to help me a lot and we used to have a lot conversation. We exchanged our contact numbers and used to call and chat at night.. ? Thiswas a better equipped torture chamber than she could have imagined, mixingsimple and complex; ancient and modern, and taking the best from each.? She briefly picked up a pair of large nippleclamps that had sockets for electric wires, before putting them down again. Sandra herself lay therequietly crying, degraded by the rape and still very sore from the treatment atthe hands of Greg.? She did not know whothis woman was, and she was more scared waiting for her to speak than ofanything.?. But what happened to your foot?"Instead of saying I looked silly, Mom had said I looked beautiful. Andinstead of grilling me about why I was wearing a dress, she asked meabout the foot I had wrapped in bandages and propped up on thewheelchair's footrest. It felt both very weird and wonderful at thesame time. "Oh, I kinda twisted my ankle when I stepped in a pothole inthe hospital parking lot."The corners of Mom's eyes crinkled when she smiled. "I guess if youwere going to get hurt, the best. On Monday, Ms. DuMond returned to work. She had been working six days a week, some times two shifts back to back.She called Gramps at the office at noon and they talked for an hour.When Gramps hung up, he came in my office smiling.“Anna Marie changed her schedule at the hospital. She’s working Monday through Friday, from 7:00 in the morning to 4:00 in the afternoon.”“That’s great Gramps, you and she will have more time together now, I know you really like her and she acts like she loves you.