It had been the most awesome night I’d ever had to date. John was in no hurry to get up, and seemed to be happy to have me with him. As Nancy had be...en in on it as well, I had no problem accepting what had happened. Once we had our tea, we settled back down. I placed a hand on his thigh, stroking it till I felt his manhood start to stiffen. He had an arm around me, and I could smell his manliness. I leaned up one elbow and looked at him, directly in his eyes. Smiling I placed my hand on his. I found my cover up and realized I still had a huge load of cum on my breasts, and a lot was already inside my top."Come on, I have to get you home. Oh man I'm fucked if my parents check for me. My curfew is 2. I'll crash on the porch and say I was there all night." He said frantically."You go, you go Phineas, I'll get back ok. Don't let me get you in trouble. I promise I won't be mad. You go, you go, I'll be ok." I insisted.He wasn't going to argue with me, he knew it was the smart thing to. He saw John’s face filled with what was unmistakably, a pure look of joy. He thought back to when he masturbated on his own, it had felt good but it felt even better when he masturbated for PBear, knowing that someone who liked him was watching him. This though, being masturbated by his best friend, was incomparable. He supposed it was because of two things that made this experience so much more pleasurable. First, someone else’s hand was stroking his dick, and second, it was his best friend. There was a very subtle difference to the spell from when I had first laid it. That shouldn't have happened at all.I opened the safe and knew. When I was learning magic, Markus had pointed out that each person brought a bit of uniqueness to a spell. It was almost like a DNA match, or a finger print. No two people did magic exactly the same. I had become familiar with the style of magic Markus used, as he had became with mine. I knew that subtle use of magic. He had tried to disguise the fact.