Scar sat up from the laying down position and grabbed Brea about the back.  He pressed his face against hers, his lips seeking hers.  The kiss was agressive and violent and he bit her lip as he cried out through clenched teeth.  "NNNNGGGH!"  He grunted through his clenched teeth as he held her lips to his and released.  His hot spunk flooding upwards into her wet pussy in throbs and thrusts.<br/><br/>After a few moments he let go of her and pushed him off his lap, his cock falling wetly to the sheets of her bed.   Grabbing the sheets he wiped the combined juices of their fucking off his softening cock.  Then he stood up, "I'll be off now.  If I make it back in six months, I'll look you up."  It was at the least, not aggressive, though certainly no declaration of love of any sort.<br/><br/>Then without another word he began to collect his clothing, seemingly ignoring Brea as he dressed.