"Actually," she said, "I'm glad it worked out this way because I needed a chance to talk to you alone. I looked at her questioningly and she went on, ...In fact, you are the reason that I came on this trip with Rick."She had my full attention now. "I need you to promise me that what I say here will go no farther - not even to Madge."I frowned at that - Madge and I have no secrets from each other and I told Betsy that."If the outcome of this little talk goes the way I hope it will, I'll tell Madge. " Seven-fifty an hour. I used to pay Mrs O seven but inflation and all." That's one-fifty more than I used to get in Liverpool." Yes, my dear, but I suspect that round here we're a bit richer so you ought to milk us a bit."Ellie chuckled. "Dead right on the richer! OK, you're on, Geraldine." She chuckled again. "At this rate I'll be working for my daughter and claiming petrol 'cept I haven't got a car and can't drive."Geraldine laughed. "If they can't sort out that cottage themselves over a. He continued sucking my breasts, one, then the other, grinding against me. Slowly he began to move down. He looked me straight in the eyes and told me he wanted to taste my sweet pussy. I put my hands on his head and guided him down, somewhat in a slight pushing motion as if telling him to hurry up and get down there. I feel his lips move across my clit, his teeth hitting my clit ring, then his tongue. My pussy was so wet and creamy I could feel it dripping as his tongue pressed against my. “Hey there,” he said. “I got your Oreos.”“Damn,” Damon replied. “I was just messin’ witcha.”“Oh! Well I didn’t wanna disappoint.”“You straight.”“I guess I’ll leave you alone! I’ll find somewhere else to be cause my cellmate asked me to leave so his daddy could come over.”“Who you stay wit’?”“Sammie.”“Yeah. That bitch stay getting’ fucked.”“Oh okay.”Damon asked, “You ain’t got no nigga yet?”“No, cutie,” Tony winked.“You a fool,” he chuckled.“Well, let me go.”“I mean the least I can do is share.