Ray heard those loud-ass screams echoing from the end of the hallway. He quickly hid a little smirk, spun around fast, and jogged back to Sonya's office door. Without knocking, he shoved it open with this totally fake shocked look on his face—eyes wide as hell—and asked in a panicked voice he was clearly faking.
"What the fuck?! Why are you guys screaming like that?!"
Inside the room, Sonya and Lena were still sitting on the floor, their faces a total fucking disaster. Ray's thick white cum was splattered everywhere—foreheads, cheeks, noses, lips, even a little dripping down onto their eyelashes. The strong, fresh smell of cum still filled the whole air.
Lena jumped up half-panicked, her hand shaking like crazy as she pointed straight at the ceiling. "Ray! There was a ghost! It just popped up out of nowhere and… and blasted this nasty fucking goo all over our faces! There was so much of it!"
