How would I ever explain this to them? That my beloved Peter had a son with another woman. Was he being honest with me? She did not say anything to ma...e me decide one way or another. I knew that the handsome little boy was his. There was no doubt of it. I could see the man I loved in his eyes. How did she not tell him? Did he actually know or suspect? When the hell was the last time he saw her and how did this happen? I had a hundred questions flying around in my mind and no idea where to go. You can sit there.’ Flustered, Jill didn’t know how to respond. No one, especially a cute boy like Mark, ever asked to sit by her. ‘Great,’ he said. ‘It was getting a little intense back there.’ ‘Intense?’ Jill asked, wondering what could be intense about a bus ride down the highway. ‘Yeah, it’s make-out city. So I moved up here.’ ‘Oh.’ Jill didn’t know what to say. She scooted over towards the window, but the springs in the bus seat were shot and soon she was right back beside him. Their. You're not mad at us are you?" she asked."We'll talk at the diner," he said, then hung up.The two girls went to the diner and waited on Johnny to show up. "Do you think he's gonna be mad at us?" Amy asked."I don't know. He was pretty quiet after we told him what we found. You heard him the same as me. I don't know what he's going to say," she said.Just then Johnny came into the diner. He spotted the two young blondes sitting in a corner booth and walked towards them."Uh-oh... here comes your. He shot a few more wads of cum into my mouth before his balls ran dry. I slowed down the pace of my sucking as his cock softened a bit. His dick kept pulsing but only drops were coming out now. When he was done, I looked up at him and he had a huge grin on his face. I must have looked like I had a milk mustache as I swirled my tongue around my lips to catch as much of is cum as I could."That was a great blow job. I really needed that." You're welcome. I enjoyed it myself."I then bent forward.