Breakfast          
   "Bye, Mom." yells Amy as she dashes off to school.  Joe, Amy's
father, coming down the stairs thinks: "Eighteen and still slamming
doors."  He quickly forgets about that seeing JoJo bent over the sink
-- her still pert boobs not sagging and her tight ass practically
poking through her nightie.  He grabs her and gives her a kiss; one
like Amy's latest boyfriend gives to Amy; to him JoJo is still just as
alluring as when they first met in high school two decades ago.
   They suck face like they are teens; her cunt dripping and his cock 
straining against his pants.  He can't stop and rips open his pants
and shoves down his shorts.  His cock rebounds and hits his belly.  He
pushes her down on the kitchen table knocking dishes to the floor.  He
easily drives his potent tool deep into her hot, welcoming pussy.
   They never heard Amy return for a book.  When they are finished and
uncouple they see her; mouth agape.  "AWESOME!  For old folks you sure
can still do it." Amy stammers, "Gosh, there is life after thirty!"
   JoJo glances at the clock.  "Damn it, girl, you missed your bus and
you're going to be late for school -- again."

The End