Johnny heard Sam's goodnight, but he was far too focused on the princess between his legs to really respond. He imagined Sammie would want his attention on Clarissa anyway. He loved the way she accepted his guidance, moaning loudly when she hungrily licked at his aching cock. Her tight, wet core had him needing to finish soon and the ordinarily controlled Johnny was growing closer and closer as she sucked.<br/><br/>He fixed his eyes on hers, watching his former highschool crush work desperately for him. The thought of that was enough to spill him over the edge. His low-hanging and heavy sac tightened quickly, moans growing lower as his body tensed and eventually his thick, wet cock started to pulse. Aimed at her lips it almost immediately started to splash rope after rope of his thick, warm cum into her waiting mouth. Johnny intentionally pulled back a bit, angling his hips to let her massage him with her breasts as he came, working out the thick white liquid over her chest. "Clarissa..." He moaned heavily, hands gripping the couch cushions as he came. Despite already having came before this orgasm seemed no less messy than the last had been.