I was sitting on the floor of his bathroom, giving myself a moment to recover. As my breathing slowed down and the lust haze started to fade away, I realized what I had done.
Shit, that was stupid.
My hand smells of my p***y juice. The whole room itself smelled of my juices. Great, now there is no hiding what I was doing here.
The high I felt from my orgasm started to fade, but my mind was blank. My body was still not ready to move, so I just sat there letting myself recover.
My eyes fixated on the white tiles of his bathroom floor... they were so white... they even looked medical...
No, I can't let my mind travel back there... that won't bring me any good.
Frustrated and a bit scared that I would slip away into my mind, I forced myself to stand up.
As I did that, my eyes naturally
