“Mom, it’s okay.”“It’s not okay,” she said. “Just ... just go home, Sean. I have a lot of work to do.”I squeezed the door handle, twis...ted it.“Mom, don’t be afraid of what happened, it—”“Nothing happened!” she shouted. “You just ... I have work to do.”“Mom?” I knocked on her door. “Come on, Mom.”“I said go home!” she snapped. “I have work to do.”My shoulders slumped. I felt so defeated. I thought I had her and now ... Now she was scared of what happened. I swallowed. I so needed to talk to Mrs.. . ...Do you still want to?”His words made me shiver from head to toes. I couldn’t believe my ears. Hearing him say that to me brought me right up to the edge.“Yes...” I moaned as my fingers strummed and pinched my swollen clit.“Yes... …Oh my god… ...yes... ...I want to Baby. I want to blow you.” I told him as I leaned in closer to his dick. He was no longer my son. He was now a hard cock that I needed to suck. He was someone that was gunna give me his cum. No…He was someone I was gunna TAKE the. I read the music papers and was astounded at how much I was presumed to be earning, yet I didn't have anything like that sort of money in my accounts. The answers he gave me were so evasive; I knew there was something wrong. Therefore, I went looking and found an unbiased accountant who specialized in investigating money trails. He delved for a couple of months and then laid it all out for me. Money was being siphoned off from all my contracts and was split between my manager and whatever agent. ” John made himself a plate and joined them at the table. “I have no backup other than Chris, and Cassie only adds to your numbers. The men are outnumbered and hopelessly outmatched.” He paused for a mouthful of food. After a few chews he continued,“I think I have no choice but to offer my surrender now and hope for mercy.”Tracy and Nicole exchanged a look then they both replied, “No mercy,” before laughing.John smiled, shook his head and continued eating his breakfast.When they finished.