Back at the bedroom with Heather and John. Heather was lying on the bed filled with sperm and saliva. John was drinking from her water bottle and offered the last bits to Heather. John looked regretting what he had done with Heather. There was an infernal conflict in his face. It was clear that Heather wasn't any way related to his family or his kids. She was a completely stranger to John.
"Can you keep a secret?" John suddenly asked. "Don't tell my wife about this. I mean it. It's for our kid's future. I don't want them to know what a-"
Right at the end of that sentence Heather felt a familiar jolt inside her body.
18... 17...
On that instance John stopped talking. Grabbed Heather by her throat and begun to bang her as if they just started. Heather's body and mind was rapidly changing. Heather's mind was emptying as fast as the water bottle that was leaking all over the bedroom floor. The new memories and experiences filled Heather's brain as John begun to insert his hard cock inside her tightening meat sandwich. Heather's pussy ejecting the previous sperm that John had inserted inside her as if they never had sex just seconds prior. Heather was panicking as her memories were starting to get rewritten. She remembered that she was a babysitter for the two boys for the day and when John had asked her. She had other things in her mind. Worst part of her memories being that she was the one who initiated all this at the kitchen table.
Heather was the one who wanted to have sex with John. She had admitted to John that she had an embarrassing kink. She was into older men. John could have been anyone on that day. Heather had accepted that she was going to get rejected. That's why she happily enjoyed John's fist sized shaft as he had agreed to do it for her. Heather had promised to John to forget their encounter and never speak with anyone that they've had done this. Now on top of the bed the Heather's virgin pussy was getting pounded by a man who wasn't afraid to take the lead. Every thrust and pull felt amazing. Nobody in her high school could make her squeal like a pig, pound her meaty club sandwich as hard and make her satisfied. That's why she wished for a man like John to take her virginity away. From missonary position Heather was grabbed by her arms as John switch to a doggystyle. Pulling her like yo-yo as John's meatrod penetrated her tiny leaking pussy.
Even if Heather was aware of her changes her mind had to accept this somehow. She had no clue what high school she attended if any at all. Only having a slight memory of being a high schooler so she had to be in high school. Heather didn't question her changes as the lustful brain was enjoying the present without worry of tomorrow or yesteryear. Heather let out a submissive moan as she begun to slowly adapt to her situation. This made John even harder as Heather was making voices that his wife couldn't.
"The compter... Mmmm... It's still making me... No! Unnnhhh.... John... Mmmhmm- John is making me... Mmm... John is what.... I've always- Aaahhh. WANTED!" Heather thought as the rhytmical hip dance got faster. Heather hit her fifth orgasm.
"Fifth? No. It's my first orgasm ever. AH! I've hold on to my... Mhmmm... My virginity... Mhmm... Aahhh... I've kept myself pure maiden for so long. MHMM. So this can't be my fifth..." Heather thought inside her jumbled mind. The inductive reasoning had won over the facts. How a virgin girl like her had orgasmed five times today. John and her had just met moments ago and now he was banging her. It must have been Heather's own silly thoughts. Heather begun to give kisses to the big guy as her brain was loving what he was doing to her. A rough and gentle giant named John.