To her interest and surprise, at the defendants table to the left she saw Sandy Harris and Carol Christian. Apparently, Carol was going to be trying t...he case for Aerospace Technologies under Sandy’s supervision.But there was still no Katherine McCarthy. The court reporter appeared and then the bailiff, obviously preparatory to announcing the judge. Just then McCarthy came rushing up to the table and just a moment later the bailiff announced, “All rise!”The judge came striding in from her. "Don't be angry with her. I asked her to."I sighed and rolled my eyes. I really shouldn't have expected anything less. "Anyways, I wanted to know how you're doing. Where are you right now? It doesn't sound like the office in the background." Oh, I'm at Bobby Van's," Cassandra informed me."Alone?" Of course not. Fat Tony is here to keep me company. He's always eager to finish my steaks if I don't," Cassandra laughed.I smiled thinly. Just Fat Tony? Was there a reason she hadn't mentioned. Once Rodney was ready to come, instead of shooting it up her arse as Mark had done, he whipped his cock out of her arse and came around to her front, all the while stroking his cock vigorously, no sooner had he come round to face her than he fired a big load of thick spunk all over her face, it was in her eyes and her hair, it was blowing bubbles out her nose, it was fantastic.She collapsed onto the bed, her holes ruined and her face a thick mess of spunk. “thank you boys, that was the most. The only thing you’d be able to smell and taste would be me.” My chest started to heave, my arousal spiking at the image of spending a night between Clare’s legs. Her hand pushed, and my cheeks touched her wet, slippery thighs. My tongue snaked out without the need of prompting, and I took my first taste of pussy. It was intense and wonderful. Her juices coated my tongue like black tea, honey and spices. I began to lick with enthusiasm, and I felt her shiver with delight. The metal of her rings.