After Mrs. Indian hot sex I felt him pull the back of my skirt up. He sat back down with only his boxers on. I had a feeling of weightlessness, as she put her tongue in my mouth. I could not help it, I made a sort of grunting noise as he hit me. When she stopped, he said, “Take her ankles and spread her legs as wide as they will go.” When she grabbed my ankles I felt fear. After Mrs. He was looking at me. After Mrs. He said, ” Both of you are to be quiet: no matter what!”
Judge Cooke said, ” Myra, lift your skirt” I was hesitant, I guess too hesitant. After a while, he put my panties on his desk. He would move one down, while moving the other one up. I could feel them against the inside of my bare pussy lips. I could vaguely hear Judge Cooke. My heart was beating so rapidly. The next thing I knew, he put my rolled up panties into my mouth. I leaned over, onto his lap. Looking back, I can see that I was the perfect girl for him to have visiting his home.
