Swamp Dog would not have been any more understanding of you calling the police, on something the surely is none of your business, then I am," I said. ...Whether you took me with you or not would make no difference." I know that, but I could have gotten you for spite and I didn't," he said."If you change your mind go right ahead and tell them. I got no more to lose then you have. I love to work and I like the money, but I can get by without it," I explained.I got two rooms at the motel by the. She sat in the chair opposite his and he produced a shot glass for her.He was surprised when she downed the first shot in one gulp. Her eyes went wide and she started gasping and coughing. She held her hands to her throat and Ross tried hard not to laugh at the expression on her face.“Not used to whisky, are you,” he said.She shook her head and turned red. Her eyes welled with tears but she held her glass out for more.“Whisky is not tequila,” he said, “You don’t gulp it down in one swallow. You. It was around 11’o clock and I slept in my room. It was around 2 am when I realized that someone was trying to wake me up, and then I realized its my mom, she was in her nighty and she was crying.As soon as I noticed tears in her eyes, I stood up immediately. I asked her what happened? She was crying too much.I took her face in my hands, and asked what happened why was she crying so much? She said ‘ I will tell you everything, but you have to promise me that you wont tell this to anyone!’ I. ?Ok, you want a jobinterview. Here?s your first task.? and she took my hand and placed iton her pussy. ?Show me what you?re willing to do for me.? I startedmassaging her clit with one hand while playing with a nipple with theother. She relaxed and moaned a bit. I moved down and used my tongue andlips on her clit. She arched her back and moaned more intensely. I couldsee our Daisy Press pen start to slip out of her vag. While maintainingconstant pressure on her clit with my mouth, I used the pen.