By this time she was on the ground with her hands and Mark's hands all over her and she continued to whine they weren't coming off quick enough,then s...e just went,all over her jeans and Mark's hands and it was like a fountain going everywhere,I couldn't stop laughing and either could Debby(Marks friend). Once she was done,she said know one will see as her her jeans were a dark color,I'll just put my jeans back on,and that's what she did.We all went back into the bar and back to her table all. Her lips parted and took my tongue in to her mouth. She began to suck my tongue. By now she had fished my cock out and was stroking it. It was so wild and erotic, frenching my mother while she jacked my dick. As we kissed, I reached inside her bathrobe and cupped her firm tits and began to fondle them. Her nipples grew hard in my fingers. She moaned softly around my tongue and squeezed my cock in response. "It's been so long since I have had a hard cock to love that I just have to taste it". The thirst raked at her throat. Her stomach winced. She wanted badly to quench it now, but this wasn’t the time or place. Perhaps he would be useful in that capacity later, but right now she needed to stick to the plan. Jessica raised one hand to his face and gave his cheek a gentle stroke.“I think we’re going to be very good friends.”It was early evening as Jessica made her way across the courtyard to Father Francis’ residence. The air had cooled considerably since midday, but it was still. In the meantime how do you plea?”“Well your Honor, I don’t know how to plead.”“Son, it is easy. Either you did what the arresting officers said you did, or you did not. If you did, I sentence you and if you did not I return you to jail until you make bail or your trial. Guilty or not guilty?”“Your honor, if I could explain, maybe I could get a different option.”“What do you have to say for yourself?” The judge was getting testy.I explained everything that had happened and how it affected my son.