Sophia had just propped herself up, her hand moving towards her lower body, intending to cover her pussy.
But as her fingers reached out, I quickly pushed them away.
I also gently pushed her upper body back.
"What are you thinking? You trying to keep proof of me cheating?" Sophia questioned.
"I promised not to share it. And seriously, do you think your husband can snoop through my phone?" I retorted.
I had no ties with Robert, so there was no way I'd let him grab my phone.
Sophia insisted, "No way, this is sick!"
I snapped, "Come on, it's just a short video and I will just keep it myself! You even just gave me a blowjob. What's it to you if you feel this sick? Lay there, or you will regret!"
Sophia immediately complied, laying back down and hugging a pillow to her face, like a scolded child who had learned their lesson.
I stopped recording, took hold of Sophia's feet, and gently spread her legs apart.
She shifted from lying on her side to lying on her back in front of me.
Her feet rested on my abs, her private area exposed, her clitoris slightly aroused between her thick labia.
As I engaged in intimacy with Sophia, I reached out and caressed her clitoris.
Sophia seemed highly aroused, her private area tensing suddenly.
In the next moment, a rush of fluid sprayed out from her, hitting my chest.
It trickled down my muscles, through the crevices of my abs, past my belly button, and pooled at her private area.
Her private area appeared even more sensitive from our activities.
It remained pink, and when I lightly touched it, it even teased my fingertips.
I extended my fingers to her clitoris, stimulating it gently.
Her soft clitoris quickly hardened like a small red bean.
I delicately pulled on her labia.
To my surprise, Sophia's labia had a good stretch, and I managed to pull them out slightly.
Releasing them, her labia snapped back.
Stimulated by my teasing, another surge of fluid shot out, carrying rising steam due to its warmth.
I retrieved my phone once more, this time filming up close from above her private area.
I continued to play with her clitoris as before.
This time, I used my index finger below her clitoris and my middle finger above it.
I multitasked, feeling like I was assembling a burger.
"Ah... Ahh... Lighter... Slower..." Sophia's sensitivity heightened, clutching the pillow to her chest, writhing, her moans growing louder.
Her sounds of pleasure spurred me on, arching my upper body slightly and increasing the speed of my movements.
Sophia's fluid gushed out again.
This time, it was more intense, spraying directly onto my face, giving me a warm shower.
A few drops trickled down my nose, over my lips, and down my throat.
The warmth made my throat dry. I couldn't resist licking the fluid at the corner of my lips, savoring it briefly.
I withdrew my fingers from her clitoris, giving her labia a gentle tap.
Sophia's legs tensed, making her already narrow private area even tighter.
"Ah..." I softly groaned.
My semen burst out uncontrollably, erupting in her private area like fireworks, spreading and settling in every nook.
Feeling content and satisfied, Sophia's vagina pulsated rapidly.
After two intense rounds, she experienced two climaxes, now curled up on the white bedsheets like a newly formed cocoon.
She panted heavily, her chest rising and falling.
Her two ample breasts pressed against my arms, moving in sync with her breath, their nipples softening.
I gazed at her with immense satisfaction, a sense of pride washing over me.
After some rest, I carried her to the bathroom for cleanup.
During the wash, Sophia had already drifted off to sleep.
She lay in the tub as I massaged her breasts, lifting and releasing them abruptly.
Sophia let out a soft whimper, scratching the breast that was lifted, then rolled over and continued her slumber.
I ventured into her private area once more, inserting a finger and gently stirring.
Perhaps accustomed to my cock, her private area protested, emitting a peculiar sound.
The bathwater bubbled from the disturbance, resembling a hidden fish.
Yet, Sophia showed no signs of waking, instead, she tightened her legs, curling her toes, and slept on.
After rinsing off her sweat, I wrapped her in a towel, carried her back to bed, and tucked her in.
As I prepared to depart, she reached out and pulled me back with one arm.
She lifted her head groggily and kissed my lips.
"Don't leave, just stay and sleep with me," Sophia's gentle voice urged, her breath caressing my face.
I closed my eyes contentedly and returned the kiss.
After kissing a while, I cooed, "It's late, if I stay, your husband might return and catch us."
Sophia shook her head. "He's not coming back. He went to see his mentor who passed away tonight and won't be back. Just stay and sleep with me."
I replied in surprise. "How coincidental, my brother's mentor also passed today and won't be returning."
Sophia explained, "Of course, Ryan and Robert graduated from the same university, under the same mentor."
She pulled me under the covers to sleep beside her.
I lifted a corner of the blanket and settled in. Sophia clung to me like an octopus, making it hard to breathe for me.
I smiled gently, "Okay, you rest. I'll make sure you're asleep before I head back."
I held Sophia close, gently patting her back to lull her to sleep, like soothing a child.
Sophia felt disapointed. "Robert won't be back, why leave? Just stay and sleep with me."
I shook my head, rejecting her enthusiasm. "No, I promised my brother to watch over the house. He's concerned about Scarlett being alone, and I came to see you in secret this time."
"Are you guarding the house or planning to fool around with Scarlett?" Sophia snapped awake, pinning me beneath her.
I blurted out, "Definitely watching the house. I've given you all my attention tonight, no room for anyone else."
With that, I touched Sophia's private area, which was still moist, trembling under my touch.
Sophia squeezed her legs tightly, gazing at me with a hint of reproach. "Stop it! You got me sore, I need some rest!"