Yes, time for him to leave

They looked at each other for a moment, he breathing hard from the intenseness of his orgasm, Lucy from having his cock deep down her throat only moment before. She was speechless, wanting him to break the silence, to say something to her, tell her what he wanted.

But instead he simply lifted his cock to her, rubbing the still hard head over her lips, and she let her tongue flick out, cleaning him. He moved his cock around, letting her clean him up ,and when he felt she had completed her task, he casually tucked his cock back inside his boxers and redone his trousers.

And all that time she remained kneeling, letting his cum drip down her face, feeling the evening air flow around her half naked bum and pussy. She wanted to touch herself, her own body so worked up she needed some release, but she felt she needed his permission, that it would be wrong to just do so unless he told her to do it.

Instead he reached into his pocket, pulling out his phone, ignoring her pleading look from beneath him.

“What’s your number darling?” he asked as he tapped at his phone. She told him, the numbers falling from her lips without hesitation. “Good, I’ll be in touch soon” he informed her as he punched the number in.

She remained still, watching him, shocked that he was going to leave so soon. Disappointed about it, but also elated he said he would be in touch. Her mind was in turmoil with confusion.

As he disappeared along the alleyway they had come down, her body and mind seemed to regain their own control, as if him being out of sight allowed her to return to her own thoughts. And her first thought was that he still had her panties, leaving her here in a short skirt with nothing beneath it.

And the second thought was that she was covered in cum, and nothing to wipe it off!