”“Oh shit. Oh fuck,” she said and gave me another hug. “You’re shaking.”“I’m ok, just shell shocked if you know what I mean.”“How ...s Pete?”“Surprisingly calm, he has told me not to worry and that he will sort it out but I have no idea how.”“Pete is a wizard with computers and the internet mum, he is probably going to try and delete the photos somehow. Where is he now?”“In his room packing or organising somewhere to go. Your father wants him out of here before he gets back whenever that is.”“So. He started stroking my hair like when I was little, it felt really nice, and I missed being close with my parents. He kept petting my hair until I started to relax and fall asleep. Then he started rubbing my shoulders, massaging them. He massaged lower, towards my collarbone, reaching under the collar of my shirt, and massaged lower towards my breastbone. Then I froze, and my heart stopped as he slid his hand under my bra, massaging the edges of my breast. I stopped breathing as his hand. Right then and there something from a porno popped into my head. I stepped on her face. It was degrading, hilarious, and it pushed me over the edge. "What the fuck." She laughed. "You're insane." Giggles taking over the moans. I took my foot off her face as I flooded her rectum with my sperm. I collapsed my chest resting on her back. We where both slick with sweat, the bed was destroyed. The lube had spilled all over the sheets. I hadn't realized it but we where both slippery as hell. My. "Derek looked up at her, the height difference certainly shattered theillusion, but he went on with his original thought anyway. "But as longas I'm not touching anything," the squeaky high pitched voice wasn'thelping either, "or saying anything, it is just like an illusion." What about if someone is touching you?" Jane wrapped her arms easilyaround Derek's small frame, placing her hands on his breasts. The wideeyed look on his face said that she was winning this argument easily.His cute.