We dried each other off, yet not before my dick remained rock hard. I apologized to Christina, to which she scoffed by telling me that I had nothing t... be sorry for unless I knew how to take care of it. I asked her what exactly she meant by that, to which she gave me a sly grin and grabbed the shaft of my dick again.We walked over to her bed which lay in disarray due to the slept-in bedsheets. She climbed in first and I climbed over her, spreading her 5-8 frame on the bed while I kissed her and. ’ ‘What do you mean?’ I asked, hoping her mother’s intuition had not been working overtime. She took my hand. ‘How are things between you and Charles?’ ‘What do you mean?’ I asked again, glancing away from her. I did my best to give off an air of nonchalance instead of the rising panic I really felt. ‘It just seems like you talk about him less and less, and I haven’t heard a word about your wedding for months.’ ‘Well you know, he’s been busy.’ ‘But still, it seems like the two of you have been. I think at this point both of them have forgotten they were on a crowded train. I watched in amazement her hand speeded up and his jeans slipped lower on his hips. I could make out the tip of a very stiff cock poking out the top of his boxers as her hand worked up and down the shaft. The lad had his head buried in the girl's neck and was moaning quite loudly. She continued to wank his stiff cock, suddenly he stiffened and I could see him cumming. Several shots of cum sprayed onto his taught. I was the one who had professed to my avowed lifemate that I was in love with another person. I was disgusted by what I saw in the mirror. I needed to hide. I stripped off the robe and found the solvent that let me remove the gaff. Looking in the mirror again, I was relieved that I now showed at least some difference from Amy.I searched my drawers and finally found some old sweats. They were bulky enough to obscure my curves. They hung loosely from my slimmed waist, but my broader hips and.