“About time,” she complained.Warren looked at her, but instead of saying something back, he merely smiled as he envisioned his cum covering Julie'... face.“What makes you so happy this morning?”Warren did not respond and simply turned back towards his room. He heard Julie mutter “sick-o” before she closed the bathroom door.'If only you knew,' he thought to himself, before getting dressed and heading downstairs.In the kitchen, Warren saw his mom standing by the toaster rubbing her cheek.In the. "I thought about it for a moment and then, as the waitress bustled up to take our order, I forgot all about the subject of Billy Joe and his bastardy. I ordered my usual hamburger and French fried potatoes and gravy. Food took every bit of my attention. I forgot all about Billy Joe Waters until the following Monday.On Monday morning when he came to school he was sent home, permanently expelled. We all watched in silence as he made his way off school property, all angry eyed. His chin was thrust. ”Bit of a pause, but we got there.“If you knock, they’re going to stop having sex, aren’t they?”“Yes.”A longer pause that time, but nothing worth worrying about.“So if you knock on your children’s closed doors, you might be stopping them from having sex. Right?”“Yes.”“If you’re knocking on your children’s doors, you’re stopping them from being happy. Is that correct?”This time, a significantly longer pause, but it wasn’t long before the answer came through clearly.“Yes.”“Do you want to stop. Irene arched her hips to slowly side off of my cock and like a jug uncorked my copious semen load began to run out of her like a flowing river. With one swift easy motion, Irene adjusted herself to now impale her asshole upon my still rampant member and she lowered herself down to fill her ass completely with me.She then rode me again for at least as hour, her ass filled with my rock hard member with her legs spread just as wide as they would go to give Marie an unobstructed view of her.