My reasoning behind this question was that I have had my middle-class nose rubbed the wrong way by people who have so much money they treat others tha... don't have any money like third-class citizens."The answer to that question goes back at least eight generations. Back then, your ancestor Matthew Smith decided that his children should make their own way in the world, not sponge off his shirttails. He set up the estate so the whole family has the money not just one individual family member,". By now my cock was stiffening and my shorts were slowly forming a tent. Priya kept her eyes glued on it and told Ramesh, “Yes Darling, I am already wet”. She leaned over a little bit and I could see the top of her lovely boobs. I in turn leaned over and asked her “Can I take a peek of your boobs. That is if Ramesh doesn’t mind!” looking at him.Ramesh, by now was slowly stroking his cock under his shorts. He told Priya “Why give him a peek? Come over here and we will show him everything. Suresh,. She could tell from my involuntary jerk that I was surprised, and she apologized, along with the mischievous smile that I mentioned earlier. She had incorrectly assumed that I didn't like it, and I told her that there was no need to be sorry. She smiled again, tossed her hair to the side and resumed sucking my dick. This time, though, she was a little more aggressive with the finger. I loved it, and at the same time, I felt a little violated and naughty -- I'm a man, am I supposed to like this?. They only asked about Colleen once and that was because they wondered where she had gone. I told them that I didn't know where she was right now but I would tell them when I found out. They seemed satisfied with that and went on playing.I fully expected Colleen to call before they went to bed and she didn't let me down. The telephone rang at 7:30 PM on the dot."Hello," I said.There was a slight pause before she said, "I want to come home. Please, let me. I miss my children... and I miss you,.