It was one thing to have sex in the middle of a forest—maybe not an entire forest but a small greenery—and it was another to find a water source to clean up with.
We were in a place where getting water was a bit...
Anyway, I fingered myself, trying to get the semen out of me; if not, I'd end up walking around with semen dripping down my thighs.
Of course, I could've asked Fenric to do it for me since his fingers were longer, but what would I do if he got turned on by the process and wanted to put it in again?
Yeah, not happening.
I twisted, one hand leaning on a tree trunk and the other trying its best to get the semen out.
'He came quite a lot.' I thought. 'And it's quite thick too.'
"Wife, are you sure you don't want my help?" Fenric asked and I answered,
"No, thank you. I'll be done soon."
I made him stand a few feet away with his back turned.
He stood there, his arms folded and his fingers tapping lightly and impatiently against his thick bicep.
