I'll start making a fresh pot every day, starting tomorrow. I guess I can go to the grocery store and buy up all their tortillas until I can get some ...rdered in from one of our suppliers. We don't have any in stock." You bet. You know, you might check with that cute little Mexican waitress, Juanita, 'cause her family might know a source for tortillas. But do whatever you have to do. I'd like to see this on the menu by tomorrow, and if you can't find any tortillas, serve it up with crackers. Now Serena gets up from her chair and walks towards us, raising her voice only slightly in order to be heard across the distance. "A commendable effort to both the prisoner and the restraint team. What was that, number four in the playbook?"A sweet voice rings out from above me. "Yes, ma'am, basically a number four." Again, well done." Serena bends down to pat me lightly on the head. "Don't feel bad. Remember, they've been doing this for a long time. Even to each other, when they're bored." She. “You boys are all the same. You just need good women to set you straight.”The following day, Deb called Bernice to make arrangements for a visit. I wasn’t home at the time, but she told me that the conversation had gone well and that Gus and Bernice would be coming for a week-long visit in another two months. I didn’t know what to think of this or of how it would unfold, but, by this point, I was pretty much confident that what Debbie wanted, Debbie got. It was inevitable.*We picked up Gus and. .." She caught me off guard and kissed me on the lips. At first I was startled but relaxed and kissed her back. She cupped my face with one hand, and placed her other hand on my mid thigh, sneaking it under my dress. Her tongue parted my lips as the kiss became hotter. Her tongue was dominating mine, and I could tell she was enjoying it. She ran her hand under the dress and found the inside of my thighs, which were wet with my pussy juice. I gasped in the middle of our kiss when her hand found.