[Ah, there it is. Ben mumbles with some obvious embarrassment. No, he hadn't noticed. He was too caught up in his own orgasm to notice that she had not come with him. He'd always thought girls were different. Girls were always a mystery. He'd had this picture-esque image that was probably unrealistic and typical for a cis dude.
Whoops.]
Right. You're right. Then we're not done.
[The spike of panic has done wonders to chase away his exhaustion. Sure, physically he's still boneless, but there is a very real anxiety setting in now that he realizes how wholly he fucked up.
He thinks back to what she had attempted to do. Somehow, he doesn't think spitting inside of her will help the process along, given that he can still feel his own cum leaking out around his soft cock. (He really should get her off of him. It hurts pretty bad now. But admittedly, he's a little scared to do that right this second.)]
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Whoops.]
Right. You're right. Then we're not done.
[The spike of panic has done wonders to chase away his exhaustion. Sure, physically he's still boneless, but there is a very real anxiety setting in now that he realizes how wholly he fucked up.
He thinks back to what she had attempted to do. Somehow, he doesn't think spitting inside of her will help the process along, given that he can still feel his own cum leaking out around his soft cock. (He really should get her off of him. It hurts pretty bad now. But admittedly, he's a little scared to do that right this second.)]
But I don't think it's going to work like this.