On her stomach

You hesitate before slowing down, savoring the sensation as she involuntarily squeezed against you. She looks at you with fear in her eyes.

"Please... pull out," she whispers urgently, desperately trying to hold back the tears.

You nod and slowly withdraw from inside of her, gasping slightly as you feels your sensitive tip brush against her swollen lips before releasing ropes of hot cum all over her stomach and vulva.

"Fuck," you mutters under his breath, staring at the mess they've made together. "That was close..."

Jenny nods silently, still trying to process the reality of what just happened.

"Get dressed... I need some time alone."

You quietly comply, leaving the room.