Brandon Blew It

"What the fuck?" Chloe exclaims while looking down at her newly painted skin. Reaching up to feel the cooling spunk trail across her chest, another spot rolls down her eyebrow.

"Shit! Shit it's in my eye what the fuck" she sputters reaching towards her face before her wrist is grabbed "Don't rub it in, calm down I'll get something to wipe it off" Lisa says, standing to look around the room before spotting Brandon.

"Get your clothes and get out, funs over" she says, grabbing the shirt she had on to wipe Chloe's face. Looking back to see him still standing there, dick in hand, she starts to get upset. "Out! Now!"

Brandon needing no further push throws his shorts and shirt on with a quick "I'm sorry". He watches as the fiery latina glares at him as he dresses and then shuffles out the door pulling it closed behind him.

Chloe waits, eyes closed as she hears the door shut, then feels the shirt on her face again as Lisa resumes cleaning. "God that guy" she hears. So focused on the load being cleaned off her she doesn't hear the door the second time.

Lisa does, however, as she turns to briefly see Zack's stunned face. He watches for a brief second as his ex wipes his jock friend's cum off his best friends face with his own T-shirt. The door is quickly closed on him.

"Can I open my eyes?" Chloe says, before opening them to the answer of yes. "Oh god, I'm a mess. I need a shower" she says, feeling grosser the more she looks at it. She stands up and goes for a towel, then moves for the door.

"Wait, let me make sure no one sees us" Lisa says, moving to the door. "Us?" she hears as she throws back on the jizz stained shirt, not wanting to run into anyone while topless. "Yeah, you're not the one that got dirty at the end there". She opens the door, sticks her head out, then motions the busty girl to follow her as they run to the bathroom recently vacated by Taylor.