I felt her cum on my hand and it made me gasp. I was holding her against the wall since she wasn’t able to stand on her own, my eyes met hers again and panic started to creep into my mind again as I realized what happened.

I quickly pulled away, still watching her closely, she was leaning half naked and spent against the wall. I wanted to say something but I had no idea what. My first instinct to deal with any complicated situation was always the same. Run, and that’s what I did.

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Before I knew what was happening she had pulled out pf me and left. Still not able to stand properly I slid my back down the wall until I was sitting on the floor.

‘Dude!’Brit burst into the bathroom and covered her eyes. ‘Cover up before I go blind, there are some things that must remain sacred between best buddies. I do not want to see your boobs dude!’

She threw my top at me and it hit me in the face and slipped down before I suddenly realized that yes, I was half naked and been the victim of a fuck and run in a club bathroom. Classy huh? Oh, and being the victim, however willing, of an Ashley Davies fuck ‘n’ run. Even better.

And for your information I have fantastic breasts, Brit just doesn’t want to appreciate them.

‘Dude, that Ashley chick just ran out of the club. I thought she’d knocked you out or something and was fleeing the crime scene.’ Brit was waving her arms wildly.

‘Babe, you’re going to knock me out if you carry on like that,’ I grumbled.

‘Well I can see she didn’t kill you but looks like she got the Spencer goodies and didn’t leave a down payment on the Ashley pussy.’

Words fail me sometimes.

‘Dude I love you but What The Fuck are you talking about?’ I was totally confused; and half naked.