He slowly slid his thumb out, feeling the cool air on his wet thumb. Her ass cheeks resisted a little as he pulled the rest of his hand out. Still looking down, admiring what she'd done, she opened her hand and let his wet hard d**k drop and slap against his lower belly. Strings of c*m still connected her hand and his d**k as she raised her hand up. Looking at it and then at him. She showed him her c*m covered hand, then smiled and laughed.
"I think I need a towel," she said.
"Ok," he whispered.
Then he reach over the side of his bed, careful not to move too much, Bella swung her leg up and, propping herself over him, she brought it over the other side of his body. Straddling him now, still holding her hand up. Some c*m dripped from her hand onto his belly. He grabbed a used towel from
