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"No sir, I'm not going to ruin your bed, I will clean up." I responded to him, but remained on the bed, since I was raised so tired from the hot moment we just had.

"Then what are you waiting for?" He asked me, and I quickly started moving closer to the edge of the bed.

He turned around and walked away, while I finally stepped down from the bed, making his semen in my stomach pour on the floor.

I quickly grabbed my clothes and used it to wipe it off as I waited patiently for him to come out of the bathroom.

He walked back into the bedroom with a towel tied around his waist, and once I saw him I took a deep breath before walking over to the bathroom too.

He didn't ask me anything when I walked past him, and honestly I felt good about it, as I finally got into the bathtub.

After having my bath, I finally stood up, grabbed the clothes that I had used in cleaning up the semen, and tried to wash it.

Though the bathroom wasn't really the right place to do that, I just had to do it. But I ho