I had not for a moment suspected that it was another outfit looking for the opportunity to take over my operation. The Chechnyan Mafia was ruthless. T...hey slaughtered their way to power and they held onto power by being more willing to dole out punishment than the other guy.In my mind, the Chechnyans were the offshoot of my father in his later years. They were absolutely amoral. They had no guilt, no guile and no humanity.I knew my only course of action would lead me down a primrose path but I. "Thank you for your time Mr. Simonds,"I laid my head back on the soft pillow as the nurse moved next to me by the bed."Do you need anything else Mr. Simonds?" No, I'm fine, thank you," I said. She smiled and turned off the light by my bed, walking out into the busy office corridor. I laid there trying to contemplate everything that had lead up to my second trip to the hospital in less than a week, but the meds I was on were too much and I felt my thoughts drift away and my mind slip into a deep. Oh, yes. Soooo good. Like rainbows exploding through my body.” Veronica’s blue eyes widened. “And now she’s sucking on my clit. Oh, Frank. Oh, I love you. Love you, love you, love you!”“Love you, too,” I groaned. “Enjoy the slut.”“She is a slut,” Mark grunted. “Look at my wife pig out on Don’s cum.”“Yeah,” Don panted, watching, drinking a bear. “And my wife is just bouncing on your dick.”“Soooo good,” Natalie moaned. “So thick ... Oh, I ... I ... Yes! I’m cumming!”Mark grunted, hips thrusting. My mother was totally shocked hearing this and was beginning to cry. So I just realized that I had to show her whatever i meant.I pulled her hair really hard this time.She gasped and stopped to cry for an instant.me :On ur hands and knees u bitch.mom :please let go off my hair. It is hurting me very bad. I will do whatever u want me too but please let go off my hair.me :whatever I want... hmmm... let me see what u mean.I released her hair.me :so slut, tell me what all can u do.mom :look ur dad.