" I'm not ready either," she said. "Listen. My mom is super conservative.Super religious. I can't come out. I just can't. She would disown me. Idon't ...think I could ever come out. I'll just spend the rest of my lifebeing this super feminine All-American Cheerleader." But you'd be living a lie," I said."I'm not Ellen Degeneres. I'm not a celebrity. I can't just come out toeveryone and have it be all sunshine and rainbows."I let that marinate with me for a moment. I had forgotten for a momentit's. The day I was leaving she came over to our house to say goodbye to me. She even gave me a kiss in front of my parents. I did my best not to show much emotion even though my insides were aching. ‘It wasn’t really sad the way they said good-bye Or maybe it just hurt so bad she couldn’t cry He packed his things, walked out the door and drove away And she became the girl from yesterday.’ I knew that I would be gone for at least a year or more. I couldn’t help but think that it would have been. She had her hands outstretched and was leaning forward whilst holding onto the kitchen worktop, and because I love to see her tits swinging around under her when we're fucking like this, she had pulled up her top to let them loose. As I was so horny, I was fucking her as hard and fast as possible...balls slapping on her pussy, with her tits bouncing around like mad under her. It didn't take me long to cum, probably less than 3 minutes, but owing by the amount of cum that dripped out of DJ's. The mere experience of a fingered orgasm made her forget that her mouth was filled with my sperm and she swallowed all of it. We lay there silently, my penis in her hand and my finger inside her puss.Later, we washed ourselves and came back to bed, I still nude while she had her sari on, and placing her head between my neck and shoulder we fell asleep. It was 4:00 am.At 6:30 when the alarm rang, i got up to switch it off. Normally, Sheila would be up before that and serve me my bed tea, but i.