Oh, Mom worked all the time, but, well, we had some hard times, but, I never stole anything. Nothing. I worked my ass off until I got in with Mr. Maza...rella. I was loyal to him, and that loyalty got my ass into deep trouble. But Jeff, I...”“I know where you’re going with this...”“Let me finish, Jeff, please. It’s hard for me to accept all that you and your family have already done for me – for us. And that us is the only reason that I can accept anything from you or anyone else. Because of Jas,. .. and both of us your girls. Isn’t English a funny language?” Monica teased us.“You’ve got me there. It’s bloody bollocks at times, especially given how different UK English and American English are from each other. Still, you have to admit that you like how I say the word ‘bottom,’ don’t you? That includes you, darling Monica, doesn’t it, love?” Chelsea answered, even as Monica’s hand started wandering over to her ass, rubbing her with brazen lust.“Please ... let me have a taste, Chelsea!”. ”My cock felt cold from her wetness and now in the open air. I knew I had oozed some pre-cum and now I wanted to cum. She knew it and was not doing this to tease me, as I was about to find out. I felt her hand close around my cock and she started to pump it furiously, leaning in against me. I knew I wouldn’t last long with all the pent up frustration, and on the 5th or 6th pump I felt my balls tighten and she must have felt my cock swell as she stepped aside still holding my cock.I grunted. ...mmmmmmfffff''''like that open, good boy, let it slide in and out''''yes in and out, you are good, very nice mouth boy give it to daddy''sit on the water to my shoulder, back to the wall my head in his hand getting rub on , massaging my hair fucking my mouth slowly open , looking at me smilling''feels good ? you look good my cock around your lipse''''here suck me boy, have fun its your cock now''releasing me helping me on my knees sucking on his cock like a mad little cock hungry.