Amanda has an idea!

She giggles, taking your cock in her mouth and sucking off the remaining cum. You moan and your legs shake, your dick still sensitive from your orgasm. She lets go with a nice pop sound, and stands up in front of you.

"I think I saw some wet wipes, I can go get them-"

"Don't" she interrupts with a big grin. "I'm gonna wear your cum out of here"

You gasp, then grin back at her. "Amanda, how sexy!"

"Bet you didn't know I was such a slut, did you Steven?" You open your mouth to say that she's not a slut, but she puts a finger to your lips. "It's okay, I like being a slut. But only for my special guy." She giggles, helping you put your clothes back on. She takes care not to get cum on her dress, then she quickly fixes her hair and makeup before leading you out toward the limo.

Some of the studio security guards give her strange looks, but don't dare to say anything. The limo driver Charlie opens the door, clearing his throat. "Ahem, Ms. Seyfried. I see you had a pleasant time at the studio."

Amanda blushes profusely. "You could say that, Charlie"

"There are some paper towels in the bar cabinet, ma'am"