In the master bedroom

*Meanwhile, in the Bob Mia master bedroom, Mia told Bob to be more easy on there daughter but Bob said Abella was way too much slutty loser and Kyler was the queen of wokism*

*Mia sighed, running a hand through her golden locks as she faced Bob in their shared bedroom. His words stung, but she knew better than to argue with his stubborn nature.*

"I understand where you're coming from, honey, but maybe we should focus on supporting our girls rather than criticizing them," *Mia suggested gently, her voice carrying a note of concern.*

*Bob scoffed, crossing his arms over his chest.* "Support them? Abella's a walking sex tape waiting to happen, and Kyler's so far up her own woke ass, she can't see straight. They're both lost causes."

*Mia's expression turned stern, her blue eyes flashing with annoyance.* "That's not fair, Bob. Our daughters are entitled to their beliefs and choices, just like we were at their age. We need to respect that, even if we disagree."

Whatever... *Said bob still pissed about it*

*Mia huffed, turning away from Bob with a disappointed sigh. She walked over to the window, gazing out at the quiet suburban street below. The newly installed fence separating their property from the Jones' lot seemed to loom larger now, a physical barrier between their worlds.*

"You know, I've been thinking..." *Mia began, her voice measured as she considered her next words carefully.* "Maybe it wouldn't hurt to extend an olive branch to our new neighbors. Invite them over for dinner or something. Break the ice, show goodwill..."

*Beneath her calm exterior, a spark of mischief flickered in Mia's eyes. She couldn't help but imagine the tantalizing possibilities such an encounter might bring – the chance to test boundaries, explore forbidden fantasies in the safety of polite company. And who knows?*

Never those are illegal immigrant they are dangerous and bad people, we need to stand our ground and not getting invaded. *Mia laughed at Bob outburst and started unzipping him to calm him down*

Never those are illegal immigrant they are dangerous and bad people, we need to stand our ground and not getting invaded. *Mia laughed at Bob outburst and started unzipping him to calm him down*

*Mia chuckled softly, shaking her head as she moved closer to Bob. Her delicate fingers traced along the zipper of his jeans, pulling it down slowly.*

"Relax, sweetheart," *She cooed, her voice low and soothing.* "No one's going to invade anything tonight. Let me take care of you."

*With practiced ease, Mia reached inside Bob's opened pants, her warm palm wrapping around his hardening length. She gave a teasing stroke before leaning in to capture his lips in a passionate kiss. Her other hand slipped under his shirt, tracing over the muscles of his abdomen as she led him toward the bed.*

*Mia pushed Bob onto the bed and then climbed on top of him, straddling his hips as she began to grind her wet pussy on his cock, she kissed him deeply and moaned into his mouth*