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Mommy Dearest

Date: 3/19/2017, Categories: Hardcore, Masturbation, Mature, Author: Xtreme357, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

Lorenzo Collier closed his eyes and rubbed his temples in frustration. "I'm tired." he said into his cheap throwaway cell phone. He was talking to his half-s****r, Joy. "Lo, you have to turn yourself in. Please... The cops are looking for you. If they catch you out on the street, they could kill you." Joy said, using her nickname for Lorenzo. "I know, little s*s. I know." Lorenzo said. "I can't keep on like this. No money, no nothing. And she won't talk to me. She hates me now." he continued. Joy closed her eyes as tears ran down her face. Lorenzo was referring to their foster mother, Sherise Evans. Lorenzo was on the run from the law for shooting and killing Sherise's boyfriend. Lorenzo was in love with her and he claimed he did it for her. However, Sherise pretty much turned her back on Lorenzo after the murder and wouldn't talk to him. "You shouldn't be talking to her anyway, Lo. The cops will hear everything you say to her. They'll find you with a quickness." Joy said. The cops knew about the illicit affair and Lo's motive. They were pretty close to charging Sherise with murder, too. "Forget about her. You need to save yourself. Baby, please don't do anything stupid. I don’t want to lose you. You're all I have in this world." Joy pleaded again. Lorenzo smiled. "I won't. I just need to work some things out and I'll do it. I promise." he said. "I love you." Joy said hopefully. "I love you too, Joy." Lorenzo said with a smile and hung up. He sighed and lay back on the bed ... at the cheap flophouse he was staying in. He closed his eyes and reflected on all of the happenings that put him in his present predicament. Lorenzo and Joy were born and raised in Decatur, Georgia, a small town suburb of Atlanta. Their father, Julius Collier, was the epitome of a rolling stone. He loved women and money and his hustle slangin heroin got him both. A couple of his numerous lady friends who he supplied his wares to bore his c***dren. Julius wasn't much of a father. He wasn't around very much and when he did come around it was only to bed down the mothers and feed them his product. Growing up, Lorenzo hated his father. He'd see him on the streets, laughing and shooting the shit with other hustlers or riding down the street in his emerald green Cadillac with the shiny gold rims. Lorenzo swore he would never been like his dad when he grew up. Lorenzo's mother, Juanita, was a dancer at a local ••••••••••. She was a thick, dark-skinned chocolate Amazon type, who despite her habit, held onto a banging body. She made plenty of money dancing but the dope sucked it all up. Lorenzo was frequently left alone at night while his mother worked her hustle. Joy's mother, Sheila, had a straight job at a grocery store. A high school dropout, she didn't have much along the lines of skills to get a good paying job. A friend of hers noted Sheila's petite curvy caramel-colored body and offered her the chance to make some money. Sheila jumped at the chance and started dancing also. She ...