Marilee raced back to the doorway, flung the heavy door open and ran straight to the woman standing behind the store's cash register."Oh, God ... oh ..... help, please! Call somebody. He attacked me, he ... he... !" The cashier stared at the frantic girl, then ran to the window and saw the high school boy sprawled awkwardly, leaning back against the store's delivery van, his eyes and mouth gaping open, hands flung up as if warding off an attack. He was alone. There was no one else near, no one on. That was it for Mum, that sent her over the edge and she began to rock and heave over my face as she came. That set me off again and I couldn't believe it but I shot another load into her mouth. “Oh, oh, Alan, Oh my god. Oh my god, hold on. Sorry!” she was screaming now as she thrashed and bucked. Then, as I looked right at her intimate places, her little pee hole opened and she peed all over my face and chest. “Oh sorry, Alan, so sorry, couldn't help it! Oh dear! Oh dear!”I was overwhelmed, I. ..She's taking her time; letting me stew. She can see that I sense there is something difficult on the horizon. Just a few moments away.At last Neena finishes her coffee. I sigh with relief. Now we will move on, now I can come to grips with the next challenge, whatever it is. She sets her cup carefully to one side and motions me to do likewise. I do as she indicates. She gives me these small courtesies but they all feel like defeats, steps down a road that I do not wish to travel. The trouble. That hurt, so much that my knees buckled, and I quickly let go. Then I spread my pussy lips, trying to see if something down there looked damaged, but I needed a closer view. So I pulled out the round magnifying mirror from under the sink and set it down on the closed toilet. I spread my legs and crouched over it, again pulling my lips apart. And gasped. My clit was still a bit swollen, lewdly peeking out from its hood, and a lot darker than the surrounding skin. I gave it a delicate flick and.