...Logan’s cum could shoot amazingly far and there was quite a large amount of it. A few streams hit her in the face, some in her mouth, and a lot over her creamy tits. She licked it off as best she could while Logan lay down, panting. Jean lay with him and they kissed slowly.
"Jean-" Logan started.
"No. Shhhh.... don't speak." Jean interrupted. She was trying to make the best of this wonderful moment.
Jean Grey awoke with a sheen of sweat covering her semi nude body. Her silky red hair was matted on her neck and forehead. Her pajama top clung to her breasts and her hard nipples poked through. Her panties were soaked and she could smell herself in the room. She sighed and got out of bed. She was having yet another dream about him. "God, now I need a cold shower," she said, walking into the bathroom. She stripped, turned on the water, and got in.
"Jean? Hey Jean! You in here?" Logan yelled as he knocked on the redhead's bedroom door. He tried the knob. It was unlocked. "Hello?" no answer. He heard the water in the shower and was just about to leave when his sensitive nose was disturbed. "What’s that smell...?" Logan thought to himself. "Smells like......" Logan’s super hearing picked up on something coming from the sh...