Dare's over

Her voice is weak and unsteady as she speaks, "Time for you to leave." She finishes.

"Oh come on" Tom smirks "are you sure you don't want me to stay a little while longer? To keep you company?" As he speaks he steps closer to Miranda once more and cups her soft ass with one hand. What would have earlier drawn an angry admonishment from her now only elicits a blush across her cheeks.

She opens her mouth to speak again but Tom stops her, holding a finger to her lips. "Open" he simply commands and despite being compelled by no dare Miranda obeys. He pushes his finger into her mouth and her lips close around it. "Do you taste that?" Despite her mouth being occupied you hear Miranda mmhmm to the affirmative. "That's your pussy" He continues "This is how it tastes when I make you cum." He slowly withdraws the finger from her lips even as she sucks on it "Remember that taste next time you draw my name." With that Tom lets go of her ass and pulls away.

"I'll tell Nicole everything's fine, you should probably clean up in here" He says glances from the covered mirror to her soaked panties. "In more ways than one." He unlocks the door and immediately begins talking with Nicole "Hey Nicole hoping for a peek out here? You know you just have to ask, right?" before you hear Nicole respond Tom pulls the door shut behind him, leaving Miranda alone in the bathroom.

She does nothing for a moment but then she runs one hand over her soaking wet panties, she seems to consider things for a moment but eventually she comes to a decision, slowly peeling her wet underwear down her pale thighs before stepping out of them and bending down to pick them up, accidentally showing you her perfect snow white ass as she does. You were debating leaving but the sight of Mirandas supple ass pointed towards you is enough to convince you to stay. When she picks up her ruined panties she gently casts them into the wash-basket in the corner before grabbing several sheets of toilet paper from the roller besides the toilet. Then she drops to her hands and knees and begins to wipe up the load that Tom spilled on the floor. Once she is done she throws the sticky tissue into the toilet bowl standing up, looking into the cum-covered mirror on the wall.