“Who are you?” She asked, not particularly pleasantly.“This is John...” Lyn said, before I could answer.“Why is he here?” Sarah asked, ign...ring me.“Because your mother brought him here,” said an older woman, as she entered the room, “and I’ll remind you to mind your manners, young lady. He is a guest, and will be treated accordingly.” She then looked at me, a genuine smile on her face, and said, “I’m Lyn’s mum, though I prefer Betty.”I held my hand out, but was surprised when Betty ignored it,. She cried in ecstasy.I kept on licking her and she was moaning and I could see her boobs swaying in the moonlight. That was when she cried, “Fuck me!” and I did. I quickly put a condom on my dick and then inserted it into her pussy and gave it a thrust. It was warm and gooey. I pushed a bit more and it went all in. Amy gasped.Then I came on top of her and kept on thrusting. I was kissing her pink lips and kept on pushing. My hands were on her nipples twitching. We kept on going and she couldn’t. I knelt down with the bottle and Mom watched me but didn’t move. I held the bottle up for her to see and lowered it between her legs, maintaining a slight upward angle to hold the remaining wine inside it. I moved the neck of the bottle to her pulsing pussy and touched it to her lips. She flinched and sighed, looked at me and I simply instructed her, “Raise your hips woman.”That got the attention of Tim and Helen who struggle to move enough to watch, wondering but not believing my intention. I. " the cop continued, "But he still has to finishing processing and booking." Not according to this Writ," the lawyer handed the cop the court order of immediate release. The officer read the highlighted elements of the document. Fear began to darken his features. "You have to give us time..." the cop said.The lawyer shook his head and dialed the circuit court's number. Michelle was quiet. "Yes, it's me your Honor... No, they say processing... Yes sir." The lawyer handed the phone to the cop,.