You go to the bathroom

Disgusted with a fucking guy cum down my arm, I pull Lucas's blanket, which is still writhing from the orgasm of just now, curl up and run to the bathroom, without even asking anyone if I could, to wash my arm. They probably didn't even notice me leaving, such a fuss that Lissa caused with her challenge.

I turned on the tap, applied the soap and tried to rinse as much as I could. Suddenly I heard someone knock on the door. I answered with a shout:

"Wait a moment!"

I had barely realized that I had forgotten to lock it, when I heard the door open. When I turn to complain about the situation, I come across Miranda wrapped in his blanket.

"He-Hello... Miranda. I'm finishing up here. I'm leaving soon." I told her, searching for a towel.

"That kid smeared all over my hand!" Miranda said taking me in front of the sink.

"It wasn't just his hand that he smeared ..." I said pointing to the rest of the cum in his hair.

"Oh my fucking god! I don't believe it! How disgusting!" she replied, to which I amended:

"They say it is good for the hair ..."

She looked at me out of the corner of my eye and I could see a smile spread across her lips. So I continued:

"And they still say that here" - i said pointing to dirty finger by Lucas ass- "it's also a good natural moisturizer ..."

She started to laugh.

"John, how dirty you are! Take some moisturizer for yourself then!" and came to my side, trying to put that finger on my face. When holding she, we ended up unbalanced and falling on the bathroom floor, laughing together.

"Here, get up." I said, extending my hand towards her.

"Thanks!" She answered.