It just happened. I smiled and said, “Hi. My name is Sean. You look like you could use a decent meal. I make a killer omelet. Would you care to join...me for breakfast?”She shivered and, obviously convinced that the situation hasn’t really been resolved, she replied, “Thank you. I really appreciate what you did. But that old bastard is going to call the sheriff. He won’t let it end here. And the sheriff in this town is the prototype for every redneck sheriff you’ve ever seen on television and in. And, when I did, all I did was dream about that man holding his huge cock and pumping his hand up and down the shaft. I soon woke up and, with fantasies of that big cock floating through my head, I began to caress my clit with my fingers, moving slowly back and forth until I felt a wetness between my legs. My clit was now swollen and responding to the least bit of pressure, so as I rubbed it around and round, I inserted two fingers into my cunt. Imagining they were the patients huge. On the one hand my cock was responding to what Jenny was doing and had been doing since we got in. On the other hand, I now saw Melissa in her place when she had sucked my cock at her house. Both women had long blonde hair and both were slim, so it was easy for my mind to transpose them. I let Jenny kneel on the floor and I let her suck my cock and balls and take me into her mouth. In my mind the underwear flashed from black to red and then back to black again. In my mind flashed the words that. “If I see any family members with her, I will meet you at the crossroad and warn you. You just go back, don’t come to my house again till I call you about the situation. Understood Rajesh?” Fathima said with confidence in her eyes.“I trust you and will come at 10 tomorrow morning, Fathima,” I said with a determined tone.“That’s is like my boy, now go clean up and leave before anyone notices you, Bye Rajesh,” Fathima said still lying on the bed naked.I got up, went to the bathroom, cleaned my.