Liza ignores my pleading. She gives me another deep throat. I am now at the point of no return.
Just then, we hear multiple knocks on the bedroom door. Instinctively, she pulls out my cock from her mouth. I shoot a load of cum at her face, and another between her boobs. The remaining shots land on her tank top. She licks off some of the cum on her face and wipes the rest with the hem of her swing tank. I realize that the mixture of my cum and her sweat has now darkened her tank's light gray color.
It was now my turn to apologize. "I'm really sorry for releasing it without warning," I say, giving her a peck on the cheek.
"I guess we're even," she grins. Another barrage of knocks was again directed at the door.
"I think it's best that I should go back to the shower while you let them in," I say to Liza. She nods and proceeds to pull out the bed sheets.
As I turn on the shower, I hear the kids' footsteps rush into the bedroom.
"You're really sweating," I hear Alex, my 7-year old kid say.
"Just had a jog, and I had to stop by for these sheets," I hear Liza reply.
"Well, where's dad?" I hear Alice, my 9-year old kid, ask.
"Can't you hear him at the shower?" was Liza's reply as she headed out the door with the sheets.
The kids' silhouettes were now at the bathroom door. "Daddy, will you take us to school today?" asks Alex.
"It's parents-teachers day," adds Alice. "Mom said you would."
"Breakfast's ready," I hear Liza call out.
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