“I can prove my claims! Just allow me to treat someone with mental illness. I can prove it, even without a psychiatric evaluation!”“Then you sho...uld have considered that before resting your case. The time for introducing new evidence is past as I’ve already made my decision. Frankly, I don’t care what you think you can prove, I’m only interested in the facts, of which you’ve offered none.” Judge Mathews left his podium, waving dismissively. “Gentlemen, escort him out of the room.”“You don’t. ”She pouted, and he felt a pang of guilt. Had he been too harsh?She finished her glass, and stretched with a groan.His eyes closed for a moment, as he yawned in sympathy.She rammed her knees into his belly, knocking the wind out of him.Paralysed by pain and shock, he gasped for air while she cackled, sat on him, and planted her reeking, sweaty socks on his face.“Rude, Sammy.” She wiped her soles all over his nose, cheeks and lips, leaving streaks of sweat and sock fuzz on his skin. “I bet you. Ramya was delighted to fell my lips around her nipple and it increased her excitement. Fuck me now, please. I cannot stand it any longer, she whispered in my ears. I lifted him up on my elbows and positioning my cock at the entrance to my lovely auntie’s choot, slowly pushed it inside the velvet fold. Ramya moaned as she felt my prick slide into her pussy. Then I began hunching my hips, pumping my cock back and forth inside my auntie’s mound with long, deep strokes. Ramya lifted her head and. After we talked the other day I made this dress especially for your eyes only”, she explained.“And you did a great job. You need to wear that dress all the time,” he answered.“You have not seen all the surprises of this dress yet, just wait,” Betty Jo said with a sly smile.“I just love it,” he said as he pulled her close and they did a long kiss.Bobbie Jo was surprised at Steve’s reaction. Rather than being shocked he liked his wife dressing in such a naughty manner. He was even encouraging her.