Cheeks.I drink her eye drops & said mom you dont look good while crying. I want u to smile & happy always. & hugged her. She cryingly said, ” yes, i...was. About 4 yrs. Then i not let her to come our home also. I m sorry” & hugged me tightly.Me: dont be sorry mom. Its natural. I can understand. I dont feel odd for it. I know u also have ur needs. So pl stop crying now for my sake.We hugged tightly. & parted. Then i wiped all her tears & made her comfortable. & said her to leave that all & smile. He went back to sucking on Mindy’s breasts, bringing her nipples up to a white-hot state. I knew enough about her to know that she was probably gushing girl juice from her vagina.After a few more minutes of Blake chewing on my fiancée’s tits, Mindy pushed him back onto his haunches. She smiled at him and thanked him for her orgasms. She took her beer can and took a sip. She then leaned forward and with clear intention poured some of the beer into Blake’s lap. He looked surprised but did nothing. ”“I know. Personally, I think it’s a bad idea, but she really wants her two kids to go to school in a smaller, suburban community like we all grew up in. You really need her close to you.”“She has to do what’s right for her and what she thinks is right for Matthew and Michael. Just as you and Josie have to do what’s right for the two of you and for Jesse.”“But they’re all your boys!”“Yes, but I didn’t marry you or Elyse, so in a sense, I gave up some amount of say in how they’re raised. I have. I left a small patch above my cock. I then put on some body spray, some cologne. I checked my hair in the mirror as I walked into my bedroom. I slipped on a tight white button down long sleeve shirt. I open the cuffs and rolled back the sleeves to the middle of my forearm. I put on some tight blue jeans. I fixed my semi erect cock inside my jeans. I did not wear any underwear or socks. I put on some leather shoes as I moved my hand on the front of my jeans again.Being 24 and still working out.