Don't worry or overthink stuff. Just have fun

You cutely wriggle your bum at Frank, and he smirks back at you. Phew, such a good catch! He really seems to like you!

When he pulls his girthy dick out of your somewhat sore womanhood, you immediately close your legs like he had taught you yesterday, and then lean in to give him a quick kiss on the cheek before getting off the bed. Just then, your mother knocks on the door and briefly informs the two of you that breakfast was ready.

Frank seemed thoroughly satisfied. "I'll go on ahead," he suggested, while you dutifully kept your knees together and shuffled towards the bathroom to settle on the toilet seat.

Drip, drop, drip...

You're almost tempted to have a look at why the stuff feels so sticky and thick instead of being plain liquid, but as Frank said, it wasn't important. There's no need to stress out about details now that you're getting fucked on demand and have nothing left to worry about. More so, you got a partner you can trust, someone who respects you! That's a rare catch judging by the pretty frequent complaining of your girlfriends at school.

More fluids gradually ooze out of your vagina, and you spend the time reading the back of various shampoo bottles. It was enough to keep you distracted for a little while, and soon enough the leaking came to a stop... grabbing some toilet paper, you wipe yourself clean and pull your pajama pants back up before joining your family and Frank at the breakfast table.