#82991 - Elisabeth, the prim and proper lady of Garrison Manor who was always so well-composed and dignified, shouted out impulsively, “Oh thank God! This means if Angelina was impregnated last night, or this morning, by my son then the baby will be 100 percent legitimate!” The pin-drop-hearing silence of the courtroom quickly became a thing of the past. He had an overwhelming desire to suck them, but his mouth couldn’t reach them as long as his cock was in their owner’s pussy. The spirited speech she had prepared for this occasion escaped her lips unspoken and fled from this battlefield with the haste of a coward fleeing from a fight! Her betraying female eyes lingered too long on the swollen terrycloth mound between the standing man’s legs.