"Any more children, in my case. Would I ever see my son or daughter, ortheir mother?"Depending on what 'it' is, I guess..." Spar said. "We still don'... knowthat."We went to bed still not knowing, but we found out first thing nextmorning.---I woke up in the middle of the night with a headache, and lay theresuffering for a while before I finally fell asleep again. When I wokeup, early morning summer sunlight coming through the window above mybed, I still had the headache, but I felt something. Early the next morning I examined the roof of my painting studio. The damage was evident, two of the red roof panels were twisted in half, held in place by a few screws. With the promise of further storms, the repairs needed to be done today. Normally I attend to all the work required on my studio, ( I built it myself ) however for this I would need some help.I called Sara who, with her sixteen year old son Ryan, lived on the farm adjacent to my land. Ryan was always happy to ride over to my. "Ok! Mr. Kelly. I must be paid in full. It was a fair trade? Are you satisfied. Is there anything else I can do for you?" she said. I paused. "Call your husband. Better tell him to stay at a hotel tonight. You need to clean the inside of my SUV now. His Wife pussy juices our all over the back seat. Also you will be cleaning my SUV for the next few weeks. You can pick one of your cheerleaders to help. But she has to be just as big as you. If not bigger." I said."MOM!!!!!!. “Like this or side on”?“Just face me”, he had produced his mobile phone and I heard the electronic shutter sound of his camera. “Now sideways”, another click as he captured the profile of my erection, “that’s lovely”!I stood up and I let him pull my shorts down, my penis springing up and outwards, my blonde pubes on show for him. My foreskin had rolled itself back and a drop of pre-cum glistened in the sunlight. The air breezing around my naked body only heightened the pleasure and he was.