There were many reasons for this. To start with, his mother and father did not get along and most of the time they fought like cats and dogs. Ariel ra...ely, if ever, saw them kiss or express love for each other. Ariel felt torn between his two parents. To love his mother meant betraying his father. To love his father meant betraying his mother. Ariel's parents didn't mean to put him in the middle of their conflict, but that's what happened. Eventually, his mother won the battle for Ariel's. You invited him in sounding a little flustered. And you asked if he wanted something to drink. He said he wasn’t thirsty but thanked you. You brought him into the living room and sat down on the couch and talked for over an hour about his choices and options. You two finally settled on what a plan for him and that was it.You needed to figure out a way to make him stay. He had the same plan. He mentioned your pool but your husband just shocked it before he left and no one could swim in it for a. " Great," Lana said jumping on Joyce's lap as everyone watched a movie and giving her an intimate kiss, "thanks so much for all your help."Once they'd arrived at the second resort, the different teams: Vehicle, Location and Memorabilia worked quickly to take care of their respective jobs, Jason's Stage team worked to set up camp, pitching their tents right by the creek that was found in the center of a dense forest.Besides a few of the activities offered and the different sights to see, not. Lana shook her head as she caught Celeste’s gleaming eyes. Her tits were now smothered in whipped cream, the peaks jutting out only to be smashed by Michael’s mouth in an instant, his coffee ignored on the counter behind Celeste as he mouthed the cream off her right tit, a bulb of cream squeezing out the corner of his mouth as he worked her nipple over. Michael sucked her deep into his mouth as Celeste arched her back, her head almost knocking over Michael’s coffee cup. She moaned.Lana shifted.