It's not over yet.

Your drool-covered face starts is spreading a damp patch all over the front of Cameron's pants. As you open your mouth in an attempt to mumble out an excuse, something along the lines of it just being a joke, your tongue flops out of your mouth and comes to rest on the rough material of the crotch of Cameron's pants, quickening the speed that the damp patch spreads at. Phew.... maybe you should just rest here a while....

You think you hear Cameron squeak. It's hard to be sure over the sound of your hot breath, panting over him. You'd lift your head to check if your entire body wasn't completely limp right now. You're actually feeling kind of sleepy, maybe you can just close your eyes and pass out in his lap? He was going to sleep on the floor before, so maybe he won't mind.

A-actually, m-maybe not.... his lap was all warm and soft before, but now it's feeling....

Energy spikes back into your body as you shoot upright, covering your mouth with your hands. O-oh no!! You remove your hands to speak, fail, wipe the drool away and put your tongue back into your mouth, and try again.

"Cameron!! I'm so sorry! I don't know what- I'm so sorry!" The words fall out from your mouth. Cameron's face is bright red, and he's avoiding eye contact. He turns on the carpet so that his back's to you.

"I-it's okay. Don't worry."

"I promise that wasn't on purpose!" You say, getting to your feet on wobbly legs and walking around to the front of him again. You're not sure, because you're not experienced with that sort of thing, but you think that you might've accidentally made his dick hard. If you did, you feel even worse! Hopefully you didn't.

"IT'S FINE!" He spins on the floor to face away from you again, hands covering his lap. Oh no, you totally did!