Coming down from the high

As John layed there on the grass. The last of his cum spent. He was slowly drifting down to earth again. During his stupour he somehow had let go of Katy's tit. All the while Katy was trying to piece together what had just happened, where did the wetness on top of her breasts come from, why where her soft pink lips and her nose slightly wet. And why did her face hurt somewhat?

As both her and John came down from their respective confusions again. She noticed her 'visitor' still laying on the grass with his pants undone. And with a grin from ear to ear on his face. "What the hell was that!" Katy roared at him. This snapped John back to reality and he tried to think on his feet. "Well... You see... This is all to be explained". "Well explain away. Because from my point of view, I just jacked you off. And you shot your load all over me!" Katy continued bellowing, getting red faced.

"Well that's where you are wrong Miss Bucksom. I derived no pleasure from this interaction. And you as a smart woman must know what happens when you jack off a man right?". John was scrambling in his brain to convince the busty woman otherwise. But opted to just try and gaslight her into believing him. "I must thank you though. My 'centerer' feels much more relaxed now. I should take my leave". Katy felt taken aback by the confidence in which the boy explained the difference between jacking off and massaging. That she started to doubt herself. Had she ever satisfied her husband then? If this was something else.

John saw the puzzled look on her face and felt it was the right time to take his leave. "Well then miss Bucksom. I'll be off. Have a good day". And with that he quickly got to his feet, and wobbled away on his shaky leggs.

Leaving Katy, cum covered and confused on the lawn next to her pool...

John sprinted back to his own house. Still riding the adrenaline high. He couldn't believe he pulled it of. But he had a taste, now he wanted more...