"Be both smiled.So I took him back to my flat. We got to my flat and we both had solidboners."Are you sure you wanna do this, Mr Roberts? I mean with ...ou being mymate's Dad. It's a bit weird, innit?"He put his hand on my shoulder."Please. It's been so long since I had fun with my dick."I sat down on the sofa. My mate's Dad sat next to me. We didn't say nothingfor a while. Just sat there, me with my boner in my trackies, him with hisboner in his trousers.Then I said, "Right. Shall we get our. I guess that’s neat.”“Tutoring? Are you getting pay?” Mother asked me.“No, I don’t think so. It’s just an incentive thing.”“You’re not getting pay?”Here we go. “No, Mother, I’m not getting paid for it.”She turned around. “If you’re not getting pay, that is you saying your skills are not worth money, not worth value. How many time have I asked you, are you going to get a job? I don’t ask you because I want an empty house, you know. I ask because this is the best you can be.”“I know, Mother. I’m. She has been protecting women in our family for generations and generations. Her only job in this universe is to make sure you're okay, as long as you TRY to pay attention to her. I told you when I was twenty or twenty-two. I was whoring out my ass for any sailor who came along. As I'm sure you know, that is dangerous as hell. A lot of these guys just came back from someplace where people, men, women, and c***dren were getting killed pretty damn freely, and some of these boys were doing it. I. Gabby, back to her happy self, removed herself from my arms, and swayed her hips as she walked towards the bed. Gabby was not your typical “hot girl” and had very little experience flaunting her assets. Her attempt at the walk that Abby had long perfect brought a smile to my face. I held back a laugh as I couldn’t help but think how cute she was. Gabby climbed onto the bed, and in a rare role of aggressor, she almost pounced on her equally attractive twin sister. They began to wildly kiss and.