My heart lurched as he locked the door and turned to face me, standing about two paces away. ‘Do you know why you are here, Miss Weston?’ ‘Yes�...‘Yes WHAT?’ ‘Yes...Sir.’ I stammered. ‘Because I stole, Sir.’ ‘That’s correct, Miss Weston,’ he said coldly, his eyes boring into me. ‘And as a filthy thief, you are going to stay here until I think you have been punished enough. Do you understand?’ ‘Yes, Sir,’ I nodded. Without his eyes leaving me, he slowly rolled up the sleeves of his blue shirt,. I cooked the breakfasts for us and for the prisoners, so I had to get an early start. Bob and I ate, then the breakfasts were taken in to the prisoners. Our usual procedure had been to have Bob carry in two breakfasts and come back for the third one. I went with him to unlock the cells and generally keep an eye on the prisoners.I unlocked the door to the cell holding the far prisoner in line and Bob handed him the breakfast tray. As the man reached for the tray, I caught a glimpse of a gun. I. Her pussy looked gorgeous, pink, wet, and hungry for use. For a 63 year old woman, she was stacked and ready like any young woman. I spread her legs, leaned in and slowly licked her clit as I moved her pussy lips apart. She let out a soft approving moan as I my mouth took her clit in and my tongue tasted her hole. I kept licking from her hole, inside of course, to her clit and around her lips. It didn't take long before she exploded into my mouth and on my face, her cum and pussy juices. The plant manager was speechless. He estimated at least three days to repair the damage. He understood that I was in no way responsible for assisting, but he did imply that it was necessary for me to extend my stay until the line could be tested with the changes I had made. Even if I undid all of those changes, I would have to stay to re-test the equipment. I was ready to invoke the witch doctor, but I decided that enough was enough, and it was time to change my luck. I decided to do what I.