She felt herself trying to scream while continuing to stroke his cock with her tongue. It was as if someone had suddenly increased the voltage by a thousand percent. She leaned close and said quietly, “You stay here for a while. I’ll let you know when it’s safe, okay?”
Without waiting for a reply she began rooting around frantically for clothing. She pulled some underwear out of the drawer and was about to step into them when Peter said, “Wait.”
He grabbed some tissues from her bedside table and quickly knelt in front of her.
She looked down and saw that there was semen, and a little blood, between her legs. He cleaned her up as best he could, and said, “Do you have any, you know, tampons? It would probably be a good idea to use one for now.”
“They’re in the bathroom,” she replied. “Never mind, just give me some more tissues.”
She pulled up her underwear and stuffed in the handful of tissues he handed her. She quickly pulled on a bra and a t-shirt, followed by her old gym shorts. She took another tissue and wiped off her smeared lipstick, then picked up another t-shirt and dried her sweaty hair as best she could, and combed it with her fingers.
Then she gave Peter a quick kiss, and hurried out the door.
Her legs felt
