Sam loved to jump up into my arms and let me cradle her ass cheeks with my palms as she “rode” my dick to a satisfactory orgasm. She enjoyed it so...much that I was afraid that her noise would bring the bailiffs to our door to check out we were all right.In all honesty, I would be the first to admit that I never expected to be writing about my explorations up into Ms. Honeysuckle’s private parts. She had seemed so untouchable up there in her prosecutor role and the promise of her perfect. I saw her preparing dinner. I went near her and she turned towards me and we greeted each other by kissing on the lips. She said me to wait for 5 minutes for dinner. I said ok and went to watch the TV. She called me after 10 minutes for dinner. I went near the dining table and my plate is ready with all my favorite food items. After having my dinner I thanked her for making all the dishes I liked.She said it’s my duty to keep you happy and bend down her head in shy. I liked the words that came. Ya job...the police...ya family. I dinna think you'll get jail mind....but...." Mr McPeevie...Al...is their any thing ...you know...that could make this...go away....some money...I haven't got much....oh..." MONEY!!! How dare you..." Sssorry, I'm just...just...I don't know..I can't think..help, help me please"McPeevie had played this game many times. Most times he would have had Sylvia bent over the arm of the sofa fucking the hell out of her...by now...this time he wanted her to grovel. He. I’m just going to unpack my PJs and go have my hot bath.”“Give me a shout when you’re done, hon, so I can have a quick shower.”“Oh, you could shower in our ensuite, Jeff, then you could both come down for some soup together. I’ve popped the rolls in the oven to warm while you are up here. Any preference for soup flavours?”“You’re a mind reader, Mum, I was just telling Junior that I fancied some soup. Tomato, for me, Mum, if you have it. Oh, and you can call Jeff, Junior, if you like, I think I.