She bite down on her red finger nail. I smiled. I could feel my cock growing inside my black uniform pants.I got off my chair. I reached into my front... pocket. I had a big wad of money in my right hand. I pulled out a $20. I walked over to her cell door. I moved just to the right. I was standing right in front of her. I looked over to her husband, who was still passed out. I was inches from her. Only the metal bars separating us. "Mmmm Sheriff...That a big wad of money you have in your hand.. If that is what I do on the first night, where do I go from there? After all, slaves are hard to find, and I do not want to damage her. And then, her reactions were more intense than I anticipated, both to pain and to pleasure. There is probably a story behind that, which I will find out in due time, but for now, I do want strict speech restriction. The story can wait. This reminds me, that I do have to make one exception to the speech restriction. All in good time.So I went downstairs after. One of my sisters favourite songs started playing on the radio, you know one of them really annoying chart songs that everyone loves for a week until you decide it's terrible. Looks like everything was pointing back at last night and the fact me and my sister fucked.I got out the shower, wrapped a towel around me and headed downstairs to make some breakfast. As i was daydreaming, putting butter on my toast I didn't even hear Helen creep up on me, she tapped me on the shoulder, I turned around. She raised herself up on one elbow and her big tit fell and touched my arm her skin felt so smooth against me and I took a deep breath as she lent over me and touched her lips on to mine her kiss took my breath away as she eased her self so she was now laying on my as I said for a 55 year old she did not have a bad figure and she was not heavy as she lay on me.She kissed me so tenderly and my hard rod could feel the heat coming from her cunt as my cock was trapped between us and I could also.