You just make things worse

You scramble to throw the covers over the bed, close his door, and run downstairs to get your bikini from beside the pool. Unfortunately, you end up trailing cum all the way through the hall and downstairs, failing to predict just how generous Cam’s donation to your sperm bank was.

Worse, you end up face-to-face with Sarah, fully nude and still trailing her son’s splooge all over her spotless carpet. She screams and screams, chasing you around the house. You flee toward the pool, hoping to grab your stuff and climb the fence