"The pleasure's mine," I say, returning the kiss and hug. "Now how about we go to the bar and get to know each other better?" Sure," she replies, wink...ng at me. "I know what you want from the look in your eyes." Grabbing my hand, she leads me to the bar and orders a drink for her, and I order a rum and coke. I get a better look at her, and, in the tank top she's wearing, I look down her cleavage. I notice how round and perfect her breasts are and can't help but picture them wrapped around my. She grasped my head, pulling my hair to f***e my face into her. Breathing was difficult, but I wasn’t about to cease the attention my tongue was giving to her fabulous clit. I wanted her come in my mouth, very soon, with a cry, she rewarded me with a stream of girl cream, it was far too much for me to swallow and ran down my chin and neck, soaking my torso and upper thighs. I wasn’t finished with her though, still sucking gently on her wonderful clit, my index finger slid between her lips, I. I finished my clean up and decided to check on the people in my charge. Liz and Sara were on the sofa. Lindsey and Mike were playing cards. And mom was sitting alone. I asked if they needed anything. Sue told me to sit down with the comment, "You have been chasing after us all day. Relax a minute." Cordial relations were part of my job as I sat down next to her and we all chatted.Family history, children, rumors, and cheating nothing was a forbidden topic. I knew as much about this. Louisa just sat there looking at Jake with undisguised lust. Melissa was just finished cleaning Jake up when a couple of deputy sheriffs arrived. Over Melissa’s strident protests, they handcuffed Jake and led him to their patrol car. One of the deputies told Melissa she could probably bail Jake out Monday morning.A jailer rousted Jake out of his cot Sunday morning at six-thirty. Jake was tired and a little groggy but not badly damaged from the fight. The jailer handed him a tray with a couple.