Marvin took her wrist and pulled her hand away from his cock. His limp flesh wasn't even responding to her caress. He heaved an impatient sigh.

"There'll be plenty of time for that after we finally get rid of him tomorrow."

Monica felt herself fuming. "We're dropping him off for school. Not getting rid of him. If you ever thought I'd ever "get rid of" my own son then you were so wrong."

"Ugh. It's just an expression. Now stop trying to play with my penis and get some sleep."

Marvin turned off the TV and rolled over with his back to his wife. He was snoring within a minute...