Avery remained sprawled on the ground for a few more seconds after I'd left.
Her eyes flashed with countless emotions.
She felt complex, aroused… and relieved?
She didn't precisely understand what she felt at the moment.
Soon she picked herself back up, but the moment she was standing she subconsciously glanced at her reflection in the mirror.
Her face had trickles of whitish semen trailing down every side of its flawless features.
It made it seem like she was covered in a transparent goo.
She reached upward and gently wiped her face of the semen, and was about to wipe off her hand on her cloth when her finger stalled. She slowly stretched her index finger, still coated in the thick white, toward her mouth.
Then she parted her lips into an 'o' shape and stuck the cum-coated finger into her mouth and sucked on it.
Her eyes subconsciously closed and she savored the taste of her dad's semen.
