Moving on...

Jed continues to lay on the bed, his cock softening and covered in your spit and cum.

"Are we done now?" You ask.

"Not quite." He responds.

"Your throat and tongue work is better than expected, but these slutty tits are going to waste" he remarks, giving them a playful slap that makes them jiggle and your pussy clench.

"We'll have to work on that" he finishes.

Where does he get off! Face fucking me like that then saying 'could be better'

"Pssh whatever" you remark as a glob of cum leaks from your nose and onto his cock.

"Anyway, we're done, right?"

"I suppose we are" he sighs, as he wipes the cum from his cock using the closet rag he could find...

Otherwise know as your skirt, which happened to be hanging there.

He tosses it to you haphazardly.

You look down at the now soiled piece of cloth.

Jed notices your speechless stare.

"Oh, was that yours? My apologies" he halfheartedly gestures as he then attempts to wipe your face and tits clear of his jizz.

His effort only really results in smearing the cum around.

"I'll get this washed for you. I want my new apprentice looking good for her Regent challenge tomorrow. Get a good rest." he says as he gives your nipple a playful tweak.

"Oooo" you can't help but squeal, causing him to grin.

Jed saunters out the room like a proud parent.

"That guy is a fucking creep.." you remark, as you pull the nightie over your head and rest your head on the now slightly moist bed, drifting into a dreamless sleep.