Try and explain [Ending B4]

"No, it's just I thought we were both... you know sexually free people. We'd just be doing it for the sheer pleasure. It wouldn't effect my love for Claire," you explain.

"Hmm. But... well... you put it like that... I suppose.... As long as she doesn't find out, right?"

"Well, yeah I wasn't going to tell her."

She frowns at you, clearly not impressed. "I don't know whether I can trust you. You've got all the answers and a silver tongue alright."

You shrug.

Shes stands up, and you tuck your cock back into your pjs.

You're still sat on her yoga mat. She stands in front of you hands on her hips. She sighs, then hooks her thumbs inside her waistband and pulls down her leggins revealing a neatly trimmed fair-haired quim almost perfectly level with your face.

She neatly steps out of her leggings so her bottom half is completely bare. You're not sure where to look - her face or her pussy. You have a little glance again at it, she has a neat little clitoral hood and you can just make out the slightly upturned lips of her labia.

"Is this what you wanted to see?" She asks with almost a hint of anger.

You shrug.

She shakes her head. Her eyes then soften, and she reaches out and cups the back of your head stroking your hair gently. "Poor boy, all sexually frustrated? Just wanted to unload that big weapon of yours?"