Answer the question.” James replied calmly.“Ok.” Adam was crying. “After my wife left me...” I hammered my fist down on his face, breaking h...is nose.“Wrong answer! She didn’t leave you! After you tossed your own sons out of the house, she threw you out. They are your own flesh and blood and you could not see past their being gay. You did that, I had nothing to do with that.”“Bullshit! You stopped them from playing football. If they had played football they would have never turned gay. Fags don’t. “You see Bryan; I don’t read a lot about sex. What I have not discovered yet, these women and sometimes whores are more than willing to share with me. In return, I make certain they please me and if they don’t…. Well especially Liz seems to need to be taught with a more firm hand! But if they do not get moving and damn quick they are all going to be getting a slipper tonight if not a cane! “ Chloe spoke up as she came back into the room. “Do you have someplace you need to be this afternoon,. We certainly hit the mother lode." It's an addiction. No harm done." Hey, back to reality. Who hired you? Did my parents put you up to this?" Your parents? I don't know what you're talking about. Who are you?"Vicki pulled out a photo of the Phelps, finally striking a nerve. Hank's eyes were wide open as he recognized the old couple he'd had in his place of business in the past."Ring any bells?" Vicki asked."Yeah, I remember them", said Hank. "Good people. Those are your folks? Wow, I haven't. "Oh Chels, no better feeling. So soft and warm."She leaned down to kiss me, our lips meeting as my cock explored her wet pussy. Chelsea rolled her hips, until my cock found her G spot, then continued letting my hard cock stimulate her pussy, finally sitting hard onto me so that I could reach deep into her. I rolled her over, never leaving the warmth of her pussy, held her hands in mine over her head. Kissing her deeply, tongues wrestling as I rocked forward into her over and over. Chelsea.