I thrust forward and squeezed Cindy’s arm with each spasm, pumping load after load… I was still staring down her open nightshirt, locked in a daze from my strong climax. Tube8 Chloe was wearing her fuzzy nightgown, nothing underneath, and we had a blanket over us. She plopped down on the couch beside me before either of us could react. Chloe was wearing her fuzzy nightgown, nothing underneath, and we had a blanket over us.
On weekends I might stay late, going home after their parents went to bed. She rested her head against my shoulder.
. . …I was very relieved that she didn’t realize what had just occurred
The reality started to hit me and I panicked slightly.
