We began to get faster together and my hips bucked up and down. Herhand slid on the slick, pussy, soaked rubber and as it came down,pressed against my...balls and pushed the spunk pressure up further.Finally I started to get real close. I locked her gaze with my eyes andshe looked back at me, reassuring with her eyes that I she would allowme to cum. Her hand was now pumping away like crazy and I felt my arsewould expand - whether I liked it or not - and release the toy. Pump,pump, pump, pump.Her. Typically human.Loping across the road and around the corner I propped her between the Chevy and me while I fumbled for the keys in my jeans back pocket.She stirred as I yanked the passenger door, lids heavy. "Who…?" Hey, shhh."Easing her into the seat, she started to wriggle. "Where are you taki…? No!" Hey, stop. You've been hurt."As if realizing for the first time, she looked down and touched delicate fingers to the wound, coming away the same red that smeared my shirt.I let reality sink in.. We had breakfast almost in silence, I think we were having a hard time separating the text from real life. We went to our rooms barely speaking to each other.Daniel. Any plans today?Me. Just hanging out with you, I don't want texts to be the only way we communicate but I've changed so much since we started, I'm just feeling awkward.Daniel. Me too but I adore you mom, I love what you're doing. What we're doing.Me. I know it's wrong but I am feeling thrills here that we're never mine to feel. I walked the whole way, aching from head to toe. Nobody offered to drive me home! I got home and got inside without being seen by mum or dad. I had another couple of hours sleep and another shower before showing myself downstairs. I felt sure that somehow, what I had done would be written all over my face but everything was normal, at home at least. Back at school on Monday was different. The stories ran wild. Everyone knew about it. The photos were being sent from phone to phone. Apparently.