Damian's POV -
I was leaning back on my elbows and taking deep breaths after the heavy eruption. I couldn't tell her expression because her lips was open and she trembled. I was expecting her to shout at me, but her voice was low and soft instead.
"c*m is good for skin radiance." She laughed. She rubbed the c*m on her neck and chest with her fingers smeared in it. I was not sure how that made it any less of a disaster.
"I'm so sorry," I apologized.
"You do not have to apologize; I actually liked it."
She ran her finger through a strand of my c*m and brought it up to her lips and inside her mouth. Her skin was soft in my hands, her flesh was flexible, and her body was open to my touch. As I slid lower and lower, her moans got more louder. I was kneading her skin again. I sq
