”“I understand that, we have another job on Saturday night. We need to be there because the ‘show must go on.’ Sarah and Nevina, I understand ...f you can’t or don’t want to join us every time.”“Now, just a minute, Mr. Love,” my future mother-in-law said. “I enjoyed last night very much, and I consider myself part of the Love Family Singers. Your mother and I want to be at every gig there is. We are through having and raising young children. You all proved that last night, that each and every one. I sleep too much, don't go out, and I've gained weight."Craig ran his hands down Robin's bare back and gave her smooth bottom a gentle squeeze. "Believe me, if you've put on a few pounds, they've all gone to all the right places. No bullshit, little cousin, you have a body to die for. And this fanny of..."Robin didn't let him finish. "You're sweet. But I haven't wanted to be with people since the divorce, much less make love. But, last night, I dreamed about you and me, doing this. When I woke. Now let's get going."We didn't actually do any work that day. The prison authorities gave him a credit note for £4,000 to buy work clothing and a basic kit of tools for me. I would have to repay the money when my yearly income rose above the £25,000 mark. The clothing had to be orange to signify to everyone that I was a prisoner on parole and that meant visiting one of the two specialist suppliers in town. I already had two changes of the light-weight orange sweat suits the prison supplied, for. I got up o the bed and she opened her legs and pulled them back. I got ready and she told me what I had to do. I thought do I have to tell her this is not my first time I have done it before, but I said nothing. Another thing was she had reasonable well shaped legs and they were not thick like some women. As I got close to her she let them rest against my shoulders.My cock was hard and looking down at her cunt she didn’t look like she had had a kid, her cunt looked firm and tight it didn’t have.