No wonder this generation is shit.”About that time calls of “lazy” and “slackers” started coming from the machine center prompting Bruce to ...go shut Sal up. I returned to my task wishing the day would hurry up and be over.After work, I walked out to my truck and turned on my cell phone. I had one text from my daughter, Becky. It simply said:“@Sarah’s.”I knew where I was picking her up now.Every morning she leaves our house in Deer Park with me. I take her to my sister Jeanie’s house half an hour. She watched again as he popped the moule in his mouth, chewed briefly and swallowed it.Penny copied him.“Oh wow!” she breathed. “It’s special.”“Good! Keep your ‘spoon’ and attack the next.”It did not take either of them all that long to polish off their moules. Penny copied Peter when he picked up his desert spoon and started to finish the bisque. She also copied him when he broke his bread roll and used it to mop his plate dry.“Thank you, Peter,” Penny said softly. “That was magic.”Peter. I did it often when I was a kid, but I hadn't done it since I metRebecca. It is just that everyone thinks that I'm a girl. I know whatis between my legs, but I think I am a woman between my ears." Do you want your children? Does Rebecca?" From what I've been told Becky doesn't want our kids and I couldn'tbear to be without them. It is hard enough being without Rebecca." Do you know what she wants from you?" Apparently nothing. She just wants out of the marriage, and said whatshe has is. Just like that….hmmmmm…..God, you’re good at this….. aaaaahhhhh…. yeah…a little more tongue….shit, yeah…..hmmmmm….”Frank was leaning over the front seat watching the action, and he reached over and played with Mona’s dangling tits, squeezing the flesh and pulling on the nipples, as they swayed in rhythm with her bobbing head on Tony’s cock.With his hands still behind his head, Tony began rocking his hips into Mona’s sucking motion, then let out a grunt and blasted a huge load of cum against the.