yes, Jake wants to see

Jake shrugged. "Sure, if you want to show me."

"Sure?" Abbie asked, testing him.

Jake laughed. "Well ... it's not like I've never seen you before."

Abbie thought about it and then changed her tone. "If you don't want to see it, I don't have to show it to you."

Jake looked her square in the eye. "Oh no?" He cleared his throat. "Say, Abbie -- will you lift your dress and show me your dripping pussy?"

Abbie's face burst into a smile. "Well now you've got me caught, don't you!" She pulled up the sides of her dress slowly, exposing more and more of her bare legs as she did. Once she had revealed herself up to mid-thigh, Jake adjusted his position to get a better view.

"Is that ... what I think it is?"

Abbie held the dress with one hand, and carefully brought a finger down to her inner thigh. She looked at herself and touched a spot. "This?" she said.

"Mm-hm," Jake replied.

Abbie rubbed her finger on a spot and then brought the finger to her mouth, licking it. "Yup, that's what you think it is." She smiled.

"Will you lift the dress more?"

Abbie nodded. She pulled the front of the dress higher and higher, eventually holding it at her waist -- fully revealing her naked pussy. The outdoor floodlight still illuminated the scene fully, putting Abbie on clear display. The folds of the dress reflected the light almost artistically, framing the show underneath. She rubbed her fingers along the edges of her labia, shuddering slightly at the sensitivity, but mostly using her fingers to scoop up the semen that was still slowly seeping from her. She sucked her fingers clean again.

"Do you like that?" Jake asked, knowing the answer.

"I do," said Abbie.

Jake stepped closer and spoke more softly. "You like touching yourself, still wet with my come?"

Abbie was getting aroused again. "Mm, I do ..."

"And you like it getting onto your hands so you have to lick it off? You like how it tastes in your mouth?"

As Jake teased her, she dragged her fingers along her thigh and toward her pussy again, collecting more of his semen on her hands. As he described it, she licked her fingers, sucking them clean.

"Oh yes ... yes, I do ..." Her voice was breathless.

Jake was partly toying with her, but partly curious. "If you don't get it all, but you don't have time to clean up, what happens ... it just drips and stays there?"

Abbie licked her lips and glanced down. "Yes, I suppose so. There's still some of you down there. Look." She angled her leg to show him. "Look at my little pussy, Jake. There's more there, too." She looked at him and grinned. "You came a lot."

Jake blushed, though wasn't sure why.

"No, it's good, Jake. I like it." She touched herself again. "It's still kind of coming out of me. Look."

Jake took a longer look. He had looked at Abbie many times, had looked at her legs, her naked pussy. He had her memorized -- and yet, in this moment, with Abbie calling upon him to look at her, to look at her reddened cunt, still shimmering with the sticky, wet load he left there moments ago -- Jake found himself getting aroused again. He watched her carefully, and saw a bead of white liquid appear at the base of her pussy, slowly roll forward, and dribble down her inner thigh. I did that, he thought. And she liked it. And she's going to want me to do it again. He was amazed, in part, by himself for being such a lucky beneficiary of this woman's incredible charity.

"If we go back to the room now, you'll have to walk through the lobby like this." Jake gestured to her, savoring the moment. "My come on your thighs, still dripping out of you."

Abbie nodded. "I will."

"You like that?"

Abbie giggled. "Yes! Oh god, Jake, sometimes you think I only say 'yes' to you because it's what I say -- but you have to understand, I say 'yes' to you because it's true."

Jake nodded. "I know it's true."

"Do you?"

Jake paused. "Most of the time."

Abbie smiled again. "It's true this time." She got closer to him. "Jake, I love the feeling of you climaxing with me. I love the feeling of you coming inside me. I love the feeling of you pulling out after we're done, even when I beg you to stay. I love the feeling of your come filling my pussy, dribbling out, running down my legs."

Jake looked at her. "I didn't even ask you all that."

Abbie tilted her head, still beaming at him. "Nope. And I told you anyway. Because it's true." She dropped her dress back down. "I think the front entrance to the hotel is this way."

She took a few steps away from Jake toward the front of the hotel. As she stepped out of the floodlight's beam, Jake could still see her, now shimmering under the moonlight. She glanced back over her shoulder to look at him and paused, waiting for him to catch up.