When her convulsions eased, she pushed me back a little and slipped into the pool. Once we were face to face, Mary started licking her cum from my chi... and cheeks.I let her enjoy her own tasty juices before slipping my arms under her knees. Spreading her wide, I pressed slowly into her sodden box. "Oh, that feels good," Mary sang."The key is to take it slow. Underwater, it's difficult to maintain lubrication. With that in mind, we take it easy, and you let me know right away if it hurts!" Okay,. I was puzzled – it was about 4 in the afternoon, why would She have gone for a sleep, surely She couldn’t be tired at this time of day? Then I saw Her head for the stairs, wearing just Her school blouse, unbuttoned at the top and looking like a micro-minidress, She walked down the stairs, Her stocking-tops showing. My mouth hung open as I gawped at Her in disbelief, and by the time She got to the phone my pants were full of cum. I look back on that now and think, god what if anyone had seen me?. And thank you, it was a nice thing to say.”She looked at me for a moment.“You have changed, Greg. You are like two different persons, one is the same nice person I used to know, but the other is someone tougher, someone who has hardened during the years. I guess I can blame myself partly for that.”“No, Karen, that is much too much credit to put on any single person. Especially you.”Yet I had to admit that she had given me a good shake. I should have expected that, since we had lived together. It’s not that we’d planned on telling anyone, nor did we want anyone finding out. Setting aside our childish fantasy of telling the whole world and having it accepted, we just wanted to stay safe. It’s just ... well ... how do you stop the looks? I was beginning to think that it was impossible. When we saw each other during lunch at school, how were we supposed to stop ourselves from looking at each other with obvious attraction? Even if it was a fleeting glance or a momentary eye lock, we.