I tried to explain that I was in love with Amy and didn't want secrets between us. There was no way I was going to tell Grandma the whole truth, but I...had to tell her something.Another week went by. I tried calling every couple of days and even left a couple of messages. I did think about going to her house but then thought again. I doubted that she would have wanted to see me. Late in the week my phone rang. I looked at the caller ID and noticed it was Amy's number. I lifted the receiver and. I think it was my stomach that finally pulled me out of it. I was hungry, and you can't live on the salt of tears. I washed my face in the kitchen sink, made a sandwich, and ate on the couch, looking at the outline of my TV.I sighed, and tried to think of something, anything to improve my mood. In a brief moment of inspiration, I flipped on my laptop, cranked the volume to maximum, and played a little music. Unfortunately, the damn shuffle just happened to pick "our song." Crowded House. "Don't. I knew that I mustn’t stop and as our hands worked in unison I could feel the wetness in her hot pussy increase and feel her juices beginning to flow making squelching sounds that added to the sounds of sighs emanating from her mouth. She squealed and gasped her way through an intense climax and as she came down from her high I slowly withdrew my hand from her cunt. She slowly opened her eyes and turned to look at me. “Ok, your turn. Shall I give you a little rub?” Her question came too late. . ?” I asked.Jennifer started to laugh. When she finally settled down she asked “Do the words ‘birth control pills’ mean anything?”“Oh ... Oh! So are you saying...” I started but Jennifer finished the sentence, “ ... that soon you can stop using condoms. The answer is yes!”The thought of being able to ‘go bareback’ made me horny and before I knew it, I was sprouting a woody. I heard Jennifer snicker and looked to see her with her hand over her mouth – grinning for all she was worth.“I see you.