Amy waited for the wet towel to touch her skin down there but the cold wet sensation that she was anticipating was taking a while so she looked at Henry and saw him just sitting in front of her, between her open legs and staring at her naked glory while biting his bottom lip.
"H-Henry?" she frowned at what she saw. 'This is not good,' Amy thought. She knows what the looks on Henry's face mean. They already did it twice and she was tired, she wishes she was not but the reality is that she was sore, tired, and worried about not arriving on time for Mary's party.
They still need to clean themselves and dress up for the occasion so it will take a while and they have been lovemaking like there's no tomorrow instead of prepping up.
