“No way, I’m asking you. Was there even a present? Or does your answer already mean there wasn’t one.”“I don’t know, Carl. Your mother sai... she would handle it, but I don’t remember packing anything,” he answered, lamely.“Okay, well, that answers that question, I suppose. Just curious, Dad, is it me she hates, or Marilyn?”“Carl, it’s not like that!” he protested.“Yeah, whatever you say, Dad, whatever you say. Good-bye, Dad. Give Mom my love. I’ll leave you all alone.”I could hear him protesting. Never mind about what I got... "Merry Christmas," I said as I pulled the little box out of the back of my shirt."Eww... I wondered if you got me anything," she said as she anxiously took the box and tore into it."Wow... " she added when she finally got it open. "It's... pretty." Do you like it?" I asked."Uh huh. Do you want me to put it on now?" Please?" Hold this then," she said, handing me the empty box, then raising the necklace up to the light."Do you see them?" I asked as she gazed up into. ‘You’re going to suck my cock right now!’ he yelled and then fell silent as he realized that the whole floor could probably hear that. Sierra started laughing and grabbed his cock. ‘Damn baby I didn’t know you wanted to let the whole apartment building know what was going on. Great now Mrs. Jennie won’t give us anymore of her peach cobbler.’ Sierra said laughing before she put his dick into her mouth swirling her tongue around his head. She went a little further down and sucked halfway down. “I want you to watch her suck my cock before I fuck you, my little slut. And I don’t want you touching yourself, is that clear?” Rose nearly protested out loud…she wanted she didn’t think she could hold off. And the thought of her master’s cock sliding into someone else’s mouth while she watched was excruciating, torturous. But at the same time, as he said it, she felt a surge of wetness flood her pussy. She relented, saying simply, “Yes, master. I want you to feel so good and get so hard.