” She said softly and watched as the older woman complied, walking past her and out into the corridor.Laura returned Michelle Bodnarchuk to her cell...on the first floor and told her to dress. Her possessions that had been taken from her at the Police station were in a black plastic tray on the bed next to her clothes. Mrs. Bodnarchuk struggled to dress but had managed to replace all her clothes by the time Laura had returned and opened the cell door once more.“Come with me.” The tall,. “Let me go, you fool,” she demanded, gathering some control of herself.“After I roger you till your eyes cross,” I said, reaching out to tickle her bare breast.“Why are you doing this?” she demanded, pushing my hand away and pulling her bodice together.“Teach you a lesson you shouldn’t need,” I said. “What you are doing is wrong, associating with your country’s oppressors.”“I’m English,” she said, “we all are.”“Nope, ‘ I said, “I’m a Marylander, never been to England.”She clamped her mouth. He smiled. Now this was a pleasant way to begin the morning. He left his eyes closed for a few more seconds and was about to open them when the weight of another person changed things. Bill did manage to open them, but only in time to get a brief glimpse of a shiny pair of pussy lips settling gently onto his mouth. However he did manage to get his hands up in time to grip the buttocks of the girl whose pussy he was about to lick."Good morning 'Uncle Willie'," came the familiar voice of Susan. I unzipped the top and he removed it and tossed it on the floor, then I tugged on the elastic around his waist pulling his pants down to reveal his erect black pole standing tall for me to see in all its glory. I went to my knees and gently took the black cock head into my mouth as I cupped his large balls in my hand. I felt his tough leathery ball sack and it not only felt like tough leather but it had a silky smooth finish. His two balls hung loosely down in the sack like a couple of hard.