In Caoimhe's wet, tight pussy

"...CUM!"

Tyler swings his hips forward, his balls slapping against Caoimhe's thighs as his thick, engorged cock head slides into her deepest place. Caoimhe gasped, **** into a second orgasm as she cried out, body shivering with pleasure as Tyler's cock exploded. Spurt after spurt of cum fired out of his long rod, firing spunk into her, her pussy filling with the creamy, pearlescent goop now leaking out of her tight hole and running down her inner thighs. Tyler holds his place, his stiff meat rod still inside her, filling her to the brim and letting his cum gently drip out.

"What a good little slut," Tyler smiles.

Caoimhe took a moment, breathing heavily, her face warm and flush. Still panting, she took a moment to regain her senses, reaching a hand back and touching the hot trickle of cum that poured out from her slit. Tyler's cock slide out of her, as Tyler stands up, staring down at you.

"That was really hot," he smiled. "I gotta go have a shower, slut. Clean yourself off."

"Of course," Caoimhe nods, still panting.

With that, Tyler slung a towel around his waist, before walking out to go off to the showers.

As the adrenaline and hormones faded, Caoimhe started to think.

She had fucked herself. Not literally, of course, literally Tyler had done so. But she had ruined her chances. She finally had a boyfriend who was really cute and nice to her, a group of friends who were always free to hang out, good grades, a fun hobby as a playwright... and she'd fucked it. The teasing, the ****, the earlier mistakes... they could've been forgiven. This? She'd betrayed Jack. That was the truth. Now, her friends would ditch her when they found out she couldn't be trusted, she'd be kicked off the play, her grades would collapse, and by far the worst thing of all, Jack would dump her, just like the slut she really was.

With those thoughts bouncing around her head, Caoimhe gathered up her clothes and went to go clean herself up, wondering what options she had left.