George grinned, wrapping both arms around her again. "Sincerely. Take my word for it. There's not much enjoyable about a puddle of cold come in your knickers." He was sure she knew from experience, she'd had sex before, but still...
"And I wouldn't change a dirty thing about you. Corrupting you's been a lot of fun, actually..."
He sighed and hugged her against him, smirking against her hair. "Although feeling it dripping onto my thigh's pretty cool..." His come, slipping slowly from her body, smearing across his skin...