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Chapter 10 by dirtykentman

Time to clean up? Or is there more?

Yes, it appears he is finished with her for now

Finally she lets her hand release his softening cock, her eyes still locked on it, seeing it still look so good, almost as if at any moment it could start to grow again. As it is he appears still semi-erect as it hangs heavily between his thighs.

Without a word, he lets go of her shoulders and reaches down for his boxers and trousers, easing them back up, leaving Felicity staring at the black material of his tailored trousers. As he deftly does up buttons and belt, he still doesn't speak a word. She doesn't mind though, it allows her a moment to take in what has just happened, what she just did. She remains on the warm glass with her dress hiked up around her thighs, bare knees pressing into the ground. And as she recovers her senses, she senses just how wet she really is between her own legs, under the expensive dress that her parents had brought her especially for this evening. She squeezes her thighs together and even that small movement sends a little jolt of pleasure through her body.

"You might want this." He finally speaks, bringing her out of thoughts of her own wetness. Glancing up she sees him holding a tissue out towards her. "You seem to have made a slight mess" he adds as she looks at the offered item with slight confusion. He seems to notice her lack of understanding, but when he ads "You spilt some" her mind clears enough for her to remember he has just cum all over her face!

"Oh fuck, oh shit, fuck, fuck, fuck" she lets out a series of shocked exclamations as she looks down and sees little drops of cum on her bare legs and grass around them. But more worryingly, as she looks down, she sees a white line of his cum running down her chest and towards her dress, whilst some has dripped onto her lap and so her dress. If she was in the type of skirt she'd normally be wearing on a Saturday night, it would have been on bare legs now, but as this gown was full length, his seed is already drying on the soft material.

"Relax young lady, relax" he coos down to her as she grabs the tissues and starts to dab at the offending semen, desperately trying to get it all before it dries and leaves an obvious stain, not quite sure how she would ever explain that to her parents who will surely notice when she returns to their side soon.

Does it clean up, what other options does she have if not?

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