”Cletus was thrilled. His job was the first one he’d come across when he came in from the hills and he’d never had the resources or gumption to ...o looking for a better one. Now the wonderful Lucy had taken charge. He hugged her and said, “Thank you. Thank you. Now can we make love again? My cock has gotten ready like you like it.”He’d heard the word “fucking” and knew that it meant doing what they did. Lucy had called it “making love” and he asked her what the difference was because it seemed. Why don’t you come back to mine and I will put them in with my laundry” I suggested which took her by surprise, “Really sir” she said and I could see a look of relief on her face and a quick look at her small tight crop top and the mysterious stains I was convinced I could solve the problem.She had small puffy little titties and I could see her nipples under the thin cotton fabric although she looked a bit embarrassed about me looking directly at her little titties but how else was I going to. She moved her hips closer to him, her pussy was against his face and Jules strained his neck to the left to keep from smelling her scent, although it didn?t help much, she smelled wonderful, he wanted to grab her hips and pull down her pants, thrust his tongue in her cunt and fuck her with his mouth but he knew he couldn?t, he had to wait until she said so.Sarah slid her dress off, underneath her sexy black dress was a leather bodysuit; she looked amazing, powerful and very, very dominant. She. My senses reeled, overloaded and confused. Mother, hovering close, pressed cold compresses to my forehead, trying to soothe me."They're just bad dreams, honey. They'll go away. Can you hear me?"I saw her. At least, what I saw was mostly composed of her features. She didn't look like a witch. She was beautiful, extra beautiful, lovelier than sunsets on tropical islands, lovelier than street lamps in fog, lovelier than the moon over a mountain camp."I love you mother!" I spoke wildly."Oh, baby..