Considering his erection was right in front of her, Damita was finding it very hard to look, seeing as though she hadn’t see the cougar’s cock the night previous – Even now she’d find it hard to look, knowing it was the tool of her pain, although she was curious. Enough so that she stole a look at what was right in front of her, cheeks burning all the brighter. A shiver was given as he took the fur, arms wrapping around herself as she watched him move, shifting so that she was sitting with her thighs together, her arms crossed over her breasts.<br/><br/>Damita gave Toho a coy smirk, waiting until he’d left the tent in order to move. Standing, she noticed no extra pain between her thighs, a smile blooming at the discovery. Idly walking over to where he had left the water buckets, Damita took one and moved it farther away from the mat, intent on using it for washing. Moving to get one of the rags before going back to the bucket, she knelt, dipping the rag in water and wringing it out before she stood once more.<br/><br/>Starting with her face, Damita cleansed herself, scrubbing at where she’d gotten Toho’s seed on her. From her face, down her neck and between her breasts, Damita cleaned the stickiness away bit by bit. She finally reached her thighs, bending slightly at the waist in order to rub the wet cloth over her skin, her back left to the tent entrance.<br/>