moonlight reflected off the cum off her face and he felt the irresitable urge to wipe it off.  He brought up his shirt sleave and unconcerned about stains, began to wipe her face off.  She was beautiful in the moonlight with her hair all rumpled up.  If he wasn't so completely and utterly spent, he was sure he would take her right there.  "You really don't mind if I sleep with a different woman?"