'He shot his cum inside of me…' Sally pulled her underwear back up, catching some of the sperm leaking out of her.
'it's so much…' she thought, glancing at Yohan as he also dressed properly.
'He didn't even kiss me…' Her eyes fell on his pretty pink lips. 'How could he fuck me without even having the decency to kiss me… like I'm some whore'
"What?" Yohan caught her staring.
She turned away nervously, "N-Nothing," she mumbled.
At the same time her heart began to beat faster, 'Why can't I say anything to him…?'
Yohan pulled her in from behind, with his arms resting around her waist.
"Sally, you have an amazing body," he murmured, leaning closer.
"T-thank you," she said softly, her voice trembling as a rosy blush spread across her face.
"How about I pay you for it?"
"Pay me?" She immediately stepped back, putting space between them. Her expression hardened — the blush vanished as offense slowly took over.
