Take a parting shot

{if SYNOPSIS = true}

//cum on her barely conscious face, take pic. Tell hubby to take her back and clean her up.

{elseif FINAL = true}

Kaitlyn opens her eyes, confused and abused. She had been in a sort of delirious nap for a few minutes. Rolling her head to me, she sees me jacking off next to her. “Ooohhh... hehe... you’re... a sex... god...”

“I have one more in me. Where do you want it?”

“How the... fuck?” she stares at me, baffled. “Jesus... uh...” her eyes lose focus again, too spun to keep it together.

I decide for her, reaching out and holding her head still as I pump closer and closer to her face.

“Did I fuck you good, baby?”

“Mm-hmmmm,” she murmurs.

She doesn’t flinch as my balls empty for the last time across her lips. There isn’t much there, but takes it with a sleepy smile and licks her lips.

Minutes later I knock on Seth’s door. He opens it, looking on edge in more ways than one. He sees I am only wearing loose sweatpants and still sporting an impossible chub. He averts his eyes, then forces himself to look me in the face. He wants to say something, he is roiling inside, but since I came to him, he waits.

“You should come get your roommate... She’s... she probably can’t walk on her own for a while.” Seth’s face twists with more emotions that I care to name. I give him a second to process, then I walk back into my apartment, leaving the door open.

I fill a water glass as he walks in. He does a double-take of the apartment’s reversed layout. “She’s on my bed,” I gesture for him to go ahead. He seems to make up his mind that making sure his wife is okay takes priority and heads that way with a steady tremble.

I sip my water and listen. He must be looking around the room, at the damp, twisted sheets, the broken glass, the dangling straps... I hear some whispering, then her murmurs in reply. After lots of grunts and more whispers, they emerge with her arm over his shoulder. They had managed to get the panties back on her. Her button-up shirt hangs open is like a robe, exposing the dried cum residue still on her chest. Multiple wet trails continue to run down her thighs as he helps her shuffle along.

I make out that she is trying to tell him everything is okay... and something about jerking him off. The look on his face says that getting jacked off probably isn’t going to make everything okay.

I tip my glass at them. “That was amazing, Kaitlyn. See you later this week.” She moans something as she kisses Seth’s clenched jaw with sticky lips. I wonder if Seth is beet red with anger or humiliation. He is steadfast in not looking at me as they shuffle out the door.

{else}Play in game mode.{endif}