I was no longer the judge, and she was no longer my clerk. We were two animals fucking each other, as I pounded myself into her pussy, feeling her tig...htness with each thrust, and holding on to her by reaching forward and cupping her breasts, feeling her nipples harden beneath my palms. “One more minute, Your Honor,” and I saw that while we were fucking, she managed to look at her watch. “One more minute. Fuck me fast, Your Honor. I want to feel you cum inside of me. Now. Now, Your Honor. Fuck. I started on the bottom of the right foot first her heel then the instep onto those sexy toes. As I raised the foot to my mouth she looked up and slid her dress up to reveal that beautiful site I first witnessed in the drive thru and said this is what you are looking for isn't it? My reply was to immediately dive mouth first. I nibbled through the fishnet and nylon and she tasted like strawberries. As she held the back of my head with both hands I slid my pants down and prepared for battle.. Would he return tonight? Would he make love with her again? The very possibility left her breathless and aroused. Sleep eluded her, so busily did her ears strain for the stealthy click of the latch or the rasp of the hinges. At last, she was rewarded by the very sounds she’d been waiting to hear. She did not play at sleep this time. ‘Who’s there?’ she whispered coyly. ‘Greta?’ ‘Only me, my little dumpling.’ The voice was one she knew, and she was so astounded that she could not formulate a. The boat was painted a gleaming white with red piping and the paddles on the side wheel were painted blue with white stars. The barge was at least one hundred feet by fifty feet. Half the barge was fenced off for animals. Even the barge seemed freshly whitewashed and was sparkling clean. The condition of the boat and barge greatly eased my mind about embarking on them.Captain Pickett's crew was just as well turned out as his boat, and they were efficient to boot. In less than an hour, both.