his waist and let loose five hard spurts onto my face and chest. He gave it a shake like he just took a leak. I was completely covered with hot, sweet smelling spunk that tasted like hot popcorn butter.

I wondered if he’d feel guilty afterward but he acted like nothing happened. He contemplated taking a shower but decided to use one of the other rooms. We joked about how we were lucky to have all that time to ourselves and how everyone else was probably passed out. I was going to hop in the shower and he was going to sneak outside, and he gave me a pat on the ass. I had a sudden flashback.

“You wanna sit on this thing before I leave tomorrow?”

“Sure.”

“You’d better.” He smiled as he zipped up, peeked outside the door and left.