As the movement of his fingers increased the pressure on her pulsating clit, her lips trembled, and he heard a blood-curdling sound erupting from her throat. He felt her cunt begin tightening around his fingers, and instinctively knew that she was close to climax.

Cheri felt the exploding sensations inside her tightly spasming pussy. The ecstasy that flooded her entire body was so powerful that she wondered if she were going to faint. It felt as if she were being splintered into a million pieces. Suddenly her mind departed her body and she convulsed in heaving satisfaction.

"Oh, Jeez, Cheri, don't stop! Don't stop pumping my cock…"

"Are you?" she cried, lifting one hand from his cock and frantically reaching for the hanky in her purse.

"It's comin'…"

She was too late.

His body convulsed like a wildly bucking stallion. He was spewing huge globs. She saw the spurting white liquid explode from the head of his spasming cock and tried to roll out of the way.

She couldn't it went all over her slacks, her blouse, her panties. It even splattered against her exposed tits and ran down to form a puddle between them.

"Oh, shit, Bobby… don't! Look out, it's going all over me!"

He collapsed across her, his body trembling from the exertion of his come.

"I… I… oh, Jeez, Cheri, I'm sorry," he panted. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah," she replied, an element of disgust creeping into her voice. "I guess so. But my clothes… God, what if I meet Mom going into the house?"

"Jesus, I said I was sorry. I just couldn't stop."

"All right," she sighed, "let's go."

They were silent, neither of them even looking at the other, the full mile back to town.

"Let me off here, Bobby," Cheri said as they reached the residential district.