Show him out or he and his mother can find a new place to stay!” Mr Robertson quickly turned around and slammed the door shut. I felt the familiar feeling of pain build up in my throat. I didn’t even look at Brandon and turned around to exit the garage through the main door in front. I walked around the mansion and started my way down the small path towards the little house me and my mom was staying. I felt a tear run down my cheek and quickly used my sleeve to wipe it away. I went directly to my room and fell on my bed. Why did he hate me so? What did I ever do to him? Are we just good enough to do the minimum jobs they don’t want to do? More tears were rolling down my cheek as my thoughts raced through my head. It was dark outside when I woke up. My face feeling weird and my eyes were foggy. I must have cried Blowjobs myself to sleep. I got up and listened for my mom. I was still alone in the house it seems. I went to the bathroom and started running a bath for myself. I decided I was just going to stay away from the Robertson’s. I don’t want to run into Mr Robertson again and I sure as hell don’t want my mom to lose her job. Where would we go? No. Its best I kept my distance. I was sitting on a couch in the lounge drawing in my sketch book again, trying to remember the pier, when my mom entered through the door. “Hi…” She said as she looked at me. “Mr Brandon would like to speak to you.” She said and went towards the bathroom. I immediately felt myself tense up. She closed her eyes and paused for a moment. My beautiful wife sat Blowjobs next to me with her hand firmly on top of mine squeezing with excitement. She raised up letting my dick flop on my stomach. Those golden orbs widened in surprise, but then seemed to roll over into a darker, more mischievous shade of amber. She snuggles next to her father. Normally Julie resisted these come ons, but at the same time loved to flirt. I turned to Momo. The loose ballsack dropped heavily outside of the boxers, Marvin's low hanging big balls were hanging about a third of the length of Marvin's thighs. My Goddess answered my prayers. No real work experience of any kind.