Jill looked down at my cock. It was finally beginning to soften, still wet and shiny from her mouth and the thick load she had just swallowed.
She leaned in one last time and dragged her tongue slowly along the length, cleaning the remaining mess with careful, deliberate strokes. The warm, soft heat of her tongue made me groan quietly.
"Hmm…"
She finished, pulled back, and slowly stood up. Her legs were unsteady; she limped slightly as she straightened, a clear blush still coloring her cheeks and spreading down her neck.
The torn maid dress hung loosely around her, doing little to hide the red handprints on her ass or the cum still slowly leaking down her inner thighs.
"Young Master… I am leaving…"
I nodded, still lying back, a matching blush on my own face as I kept the virgin act going until the end.
"Hmm… thank you…"
