She noticed I was staying at home a lot.Then she told me that Jordan and her were going through some dramas.They may divorce or separate, the kids are... they only reason they still together.“That night when I/we all got together, I can’t get the images out of my head,” I opened up.“Was I that good?” She said with a cheeky grin.“No/yes, it’s not you but Jordan who is stuck in my head,” I ashamedly said.“Hmm, interesting,” She went all quiet.“Seems like I’m making all the guys in my life cock. The subject turned to politics and I had to ask her about the terrible riots in Kiev. She looked me straight in the eye and said in a firm voice, "We are not Russians. We are Ukrainians." I got the point. So another topic ended abruptly. I was not doing well. Apparently I had been out of the social scene too long. Finally I said, "You have an interesting accent. Where is it from?" "Oh, I was born in the Ukraine." "Interesting!" I said. How did you get to America?" "It is a long story,. "B ... h'rt bad..." ... B't ... O ... K..." Y'u d'n't stop Love'n H'm..." ... he ... B ... O ... K..." ... we pr'mis!"The babies promise didn't seem to stop any of the girls from worrying, except for Katie. The little genius looked excited."Melinda! Are you there?" she shouted."You don't have to shout; I was asleep, not dead," came the irritated response."Well, wake up and get yourself recharged. I have a way to save Daddy ... I think," the little blond shouted again."Can you save yourself?. TERRY: I would love to pump that sweet ass of hers and make her squeal with pain, (referring to my daughter)WILLY: yeah! I’d like to tie her up and pound her juicy shaven cunt, TERRY: yeah! or make her suck my cock,WILLY: or better still, make her give me a titty wank,They laughed as they continued making hand gestures indicating my daughters breasts, or slapping motions, as if they were riding her from behind, this was seriously turning me on, Just then I heard one of them say, “ let’s go down.