Page 124 of Marcello

What?!

“What are you doing?” I asked in astonishment as she walked into the bathroom.

She came back out with a towel and began wiping my cum off her belly. “I have to go.”

“…WHAT?!”

“I can’t stay,” she said, and winced as she moved. “Ow…”

“Are you okay?” I asked in alarm.

“Yeah, just… you’re kind of a lot,” she said with a grin as she glanced at my cock.

“Maybe you should take a hot bath,” I suggested.

“When I get home.”

She leaned over and picked up her underwear off the floor. Her tits jiggled gorgeously as she bent over, and I got a great view of her lovely ass.

“I meant take a bath HERE,” I said, then wiggled my eyebrows humorously. “Preferably with ME.”

She grinned over her shoulder. “I know what you meant.”

“Okay, then, let’s run the water and – ”

“I have to get home,” she said as she stepped into her underwear.

“It’s four o’clock in the morning!”

She looked at the clock by the bed as she put on her bra. “Mm, it’s closer to five.”

“Yeah, okay, but – ”

“I’ve got to get back. Seriously,” she said as she pulled on her dress.

“Why?!”

“Because my father will kill me if he realizes I snuck out.”

I hadn’t lived with my parents since I’d gone off to university in Florence, and they hadn’t imposed a curfew on me since I was 16 –

So I reacted with bewilderment. “What?! You’re an adult! What are you, twenty?!”

“Twenty-one, actually,” she said. “But trust me, that doesn’t matter at all.”

Gorgeous as hell, twenty-one, and a virgin until tonight?

Unbelievable.

Maybe living with her father and never sneaking out explained it, though.

“Come on,” I implored as I got out of bed and walked over to her. “Don’t go.”

She looked up at me and beamed. At the same time, her hand reached down and caressed my stiff cock, still wet from being inside her.

“This was the best night of my life,” she whispered in a happy voice. Then her tone changed. “But it’ll be the last night of my life if I don’t get back immediately.”

“I have to see you again,” I pleaded.