Feel away

Tom: Not at all. You can even stroke it, if you really want to.

Carly: I might just take you up on that.

Carly gets up, sets her beer down, and touches Tom's penis gently with her soft hands as she stands in front of it and it quivers.

Carly: Like that, you perv?

Tom: Mph! Yeah! Yes!

With another stroke, Tom spurts a load of semen onto Carly's shirt and pants. She looks at her clothes as he wipes his penis with the towel.

Tom: Ah. Thank you, and sorry.

Carly takes off her shirt, revealing a white bra.

Tom: What're you-

Carly: Can't go home with cum on my clothes. I'm using your washing machine as we hang out.