"If you can get me out before Christmas, I can do the time if it helps. I owe you that much."He stood and knocked on the door to be led back to his ce...l before I could formulate a reply. His yogurt and milk sat opened but untouched on the table in front of me.I sat in the jail parking lot, still contemplating Huntley's words. He was willing to stay in jail for another month in order to give Elizabeth a chance to get into the clear. Elizabeth would have sold a lung to put Desmond Huntley in. He scooped up chunks of beef, potatoes, carrots, and onions along with the rich broth it simmered in. Nick held his hand up after the second one. ‘Maggie uses some special spices in this. The recipe came from her grandmother. You might want to try it before you add salt though.’ Again Nick only nodded, his spoon already digging into the rich stew. Maggie brought out some fresh rolls and butter, placing them nearest to the stranger. ‘Did I hear my husband call you Nick?’ Maggie asked when she. He fucked my mom’s face for about 10 minutes. Her makeup was ruined. Her black mascara was running over her face, mixed with her tears from all the gagging. Kay thrusts his hips hard and goes deeper inside my mom’s mouth. I could see his cock bulging in her throat.That’s how deep he went. He keeps it there for about 10 seconds, and my mom’s face turns red from the lack of oxygen. He finally pulls his cock out, giving my mom a sigh of relief. My mom starts to cough and lifts herself. Her saliva. Crap, I thought I better not get caught being an old pervert, so I moved off to my bedroom.I went to the bathroom before sleep and I saw the kids and Bella’s clothes on the floor. Being a bit of a neat freak, I picked them up to put in the laundry basket. It was when I picked up her black panties that my cock twitched again. I checked to make sure I locked the door, so I could investigate.I lifted them and gave them a sniff. It had been a while since I had smelled that distinct odour and my.