Only then did Ann tell Cara that Molly Adams was in the kitchen cooking for them. Then she told her parents about Molly, the tournament, and some of t...e events of the previous evening.As course followed course, Marion just shook her head in dismay. “Darling,” she said, “I really am a good cook. But the perfection of the presentation of this food — everything arranged just so — is utterly beyond me.” To the girls she said, “Your friend, Molly, is a truly world-class chef and an artist with. Which means, if I want to come in a girls mouth, I usually have to finish off by wanking myself into the girl or sometimes they can wank me to orgasm themselves. But Fiona could always do it with just her mouth. She was a bit like a blowjob machine. She’d alternate sucking on the end then run her mouth up and down the shaft every now and then in a rhythmical pattern that always made me shoot. She was so good at it that if I wanted to fuck her I’d have to stop her doing it. She loved the taste. After handcuffing me, and asking many questions (that I did not answer) I asked to call a lawyer. They then changed tactics by trying to be my friend and claiming that it was all a misunderstanding. When I again insisted on an attorney and asked to be unrestrained, they decided to try ‘good cop bad cop’ and also started to push me around.Unfortunately for them, a couple of the ER nurses were there and witnessed everything. When I finally was allowed to call my lawyer, the cops took the cuffs. I looked up at him and shook my head. "I'm not afraid, but I don't want to go tonight."The evening meal seemed huge to me. There were biscuits and gravy and pork chops with plenty of second helpings for anyone hungry enough to eat them. The boys broke out a deck of cards afterwards and invited me to play, but the day had been tiring and I excused myself and went to the small room by the shed. Since it was so warm, I shed everything but my panties and climbed on top of the sheets. In a few.