The still-hard, massive member was covered in her love juices, remnants of his semen, and traces of her virgin blood.
Though she'd always been bold and outspoken, she now stared wide-eyed, her gaze momentarily tinged with a hint of melancholy.
"Sweetie, let's go wash up first."
Luis was incredibly gentle now. He'd save the post-sex cleaning for another time. He scooped up his newly deflowered, obedient little cousin.
In the bathroom, they showered together. The little cousin, still in his arms, seemed to enjoy being carried. Her petite frame made her unusually shy.
But Luis still touched her all over as he washed her, making her gasp and moan softly. As she gradually relaxed, her small hands kept fondling his cock.
After washing off all the sweat, Luis carried her out again, both of them completely naked.
Ariana stumbled over to the wardrobe to find the change of clothes she kept there. The guest room's wardrobe held clothes for her and her mother.
