It was standing tall and lighted. It was the month of May. I moved to the balcony. I could see that a couple of guys were staring at her from another ...oom balcony.I went beside her, stood beside her keeping both hands over balcony railings passed through her waist either side. She was standing there wearing a saree and jasmine flowers from her long plait. I kissed her neck and placed my palm over her smooth and silky tummy, gave a smooth press over the tummy.We both went inside the room, closed. I should have guessed what would happen next. Frank pulls his cock out of my stretched arse with an audible 'plop'. He flips me over on my back, puts my high heeled, nylon encased legs over his shoulder so my arse sits up high off the bed, and forces his thick turgid penis back into my arse. And it feels wonderful! I join my wife in the ecstasy of ****, and begin to fuck Frank in earnest. I raise my arse to meet his thrusts, and push the muscles of my love tunnel together when his engorged head. She then was thrown up against the headboard, then felt as Miss K grabbed her by her tits and threw her up against the wall, feeling Miss K's tits press her shoulders on the wall."You thought you were gonna make me cum without me having to do with it, HUH!" Miss K grunted as she shoved her hard dick balls deep into Tracy with one stroke."Yeah, you fucking slut!" Tracy moaned back as Miss K, pushing her ass back at her dick. "I'm gonna fucking make you cum1"Miss K grabbed Tracy's head and kissed. I considered it would take a miracle to allow the defendant to walk free because the succulent prosecutor had him cornered like a rat in a trap. I hoped his horny female lawyer was giving him some “in confidence” humping to keep him relatively receptive to his unfortunate fate.In my gut, I felt that the silly prick was innocent of all charges except stupidity to allow himself to get hung out to dry in this manner by a justice system that was focused on a winning record to get reelected.I.