She lowered her hand to my chest again and then, much to my surprise, she started running her fingers through the thick liquid I had painted myself with. "Is it normally like that?" she asked softly.
"Not that much, no," I said, shaking my head.
Maddie's fingers made their way downward, onto my stomach where there was even more sperm than on my chest. She had a strange look on her face while she played with it. Finally, she leaned even closer to me and pressed her cheek into the space between my shoulder and neck. Nuzzling me, she whispered right into my ear, "That's hot."
She pulled herself halfway onto me, and I became acutely aware of how her left breast felt as it squished against the side of my chest. Without another word from her, she continued running her fingers through my c*m,
