Jervis street Jail

The guards let him into see Joanna's Mom, Mrs Richmond.

Forlorn and downcast, she looked up as she heard him come in.

"Mrs Susan Richmond?"

She nodded slowly.

"Can you please stand up?"

The milf got slowly to her feet.

"and turn around and put your palms on the wall. Good. Now stand with your feet shoulder width apart. Thank you." John began to frisk her arms and the pockets of her jacket. "Now as I understand your charges, you're facing maybe an 18 month sentence. Is that right?" He rubbed down her back then bent down and clutched her ankles and began working up even though there was clearly no contraband in her pantyhose.

"Yes, I, I think so. uh. Shouldn't there be someone else here?" she asked as he reached up and frisked her thighs.

He straightened up and slid his hand round the front of her and began groping her breasts, "Do you think that will help you Mrs Richmond?"

"Please... I, I didn't mean".

John reached down and lifted the hem of her skirt up, pulling it past her buttocks and exposing a pair of plain black panties. He groped her buttocks for a second or two then yanked her panties and tights down and slid his hand between her thighs and inside her pussy.

"Oh no... please".

"Are you going to be awkward Mrs Richmond?"

"No... I don't..."

"Good", said John cutting her off and unzipping his flies. In moments his cock was pushing between her thighs from behind and was inside her. He grabbed her tits once more for leverage to pull himself into her from behind.

Luckily John's deal with the corrupt booking sergeant that the Bikers had put him onto, gave him an hour of uninterrupted access to his "client", so he took his time and banged away at Joanna's mom from behind until delivering the first of his day's deliveries deep into her uterus, causing her to moan audibly.

Afterwards, tidying himself up, while Mrs Richmond adjusted her skirt and regarded him like a wounded animal, he produced from the small bag he carried, a pair of black shiny pumps and handed them to her. "Here", put these on.

"What? I don't understand."

"We're leaving. You're free to go. Come on. I'll drive you home. Joanna's been worried."

Mrs Richmond staggered after him as he left the cell in bewilderment. "You mean...?"

"Yup. You're welcome!" he grinned.