A surprise treat

Snake carried the coffee into the large parlor when the Mayor, his wife, and the Marshall sat talking. Amy followed close behind him. the five sat for a time, drinking coffee and chatting. The Mayor and his wife, Mary, wanted to know all about the stranger who had saved their daughter from a fate worse than ****. Snake noticed that the Mayor's wife was a right handsome woman; she was an older version of her daughter with light blond hair and a slim figure. Her breasts were larger and fuller than her daughter's.

"Marshall, I know you are fond of my peach preserve," the Mayor's wife smiled across the room at the lawman, "would you like to take a jar home?"

The Marshall beamed, "I'd be right pleased to have some of your preserves... and peach is my favorite!"

"And you, young man," Mary turned to Snake, "do you like preserves?"

"I sure do, Mam!" Snake was being extra polite.

"Well then," the Mayor's wife got up from her seat, "you come with me and help me get a couple of jars down from the shelf in the cellar!"

Snake followed the woman down the narrow stairs into the root cellar. She carried a small lantern. the cellar was dark and cool. The floor was dirt and the walls adobe. Shelves filled with put up food lined the four wall. Mary pointed to the top shelf. "Up there is my finest preserves. Stand on this ladder and please fetch down two jars."

Snake climbed up onto the small ladder and stretched to reach the jars. As his hands captured two jars, he felt soft hand grab his clothed cock and gently squeeze.
Snake almost dropped the preserves. The woman's actions had caught him off-guard.

"Mr Jackson," Mary rubbed the front of Snake's pants; his cock was quickly growing rock hard, "I believe I should properly thank you for coming to my daughter's rescue."