"I think I met her in Cook County. Quiet kid. She was real good with people. Might work here. Don't know if she can cut or not." We didn't know if you...could cut or not" Candy said. "But you were perverted pretty well." Don't remind me, bitch" Abby replied."Sarah has social values written all over her ass. She works with foster kids, cancer survivors and a whole host of other things. She couldn't get through to the MAB for an appeal. I think I can get a case for her." Carol, The question is can. She was moaning even louder; Slowly moving my tongue down her tummy until I reach her panty covered pussy. I finally made it to where I wanted to be. I couldn't take it any longer I wanted to see her honey pot. I ripped the panties from her body and kneeling in front of her I was in awe.Mom: "Bobby I hope you don't mind but with these small panties I had to shave my pussy."I could have shot my load right there and then, But I didn't. Without a word I picked up my mother and laid her down on her. There were only three rooms as far as Jennifer couldtell. It had a bathroom, kitchenette and the room they were inwhich served as a living room and bedroom at the same time.There was a double bed against one wall and a couch againstthe wall across from it. Bertha offered Jennifer a seat on the couch. As she satdown on the couch she reached into her jacket for a pack ofcigarettes. She removed one and put it in her mouth as shereturned the pack back into her pocket and pulled out a Biclighter.. It was the first time I had actually said her name aloud. Such a mediocre, dull, and overused name, but just hearing myself say it and her respond reshaped it into my most favored name ever. I said it and she looked at me, most amazing name in the world. Uh, I guess if you really dont mind, I could stay. Really! her eyes beamed at me. I knew next to nothing about her and she was five years younger than me, three years illegal, but something about what she just did to me made me want to do some.