After I finished, I stayed like that for a while, then rolled off of her and wiped the blood off with the towel between my legs, then with some wet wipes I had prepared beforehand on the bedside table. Before she left, she turned right in front of the door and said
“Wait till you see what mom’s idea was, let me know if that’s okay with you?”. She kept staring at my penis and I said:
“If I’m stroking your pussy, it’s only natural that you stroke my dick, because look how big and hard it’s gotten because of your beauty and eroticism”. In the fall she started college in the same city, but for years we kept in the habit of seeing each other and fucking even on the run, keeping the passion between us alive.