It was 3 am, everybody were in their own rooms, sleeping. Except for one young turtle. Raphael was in the dojo, pouncing hard his sack trying to cool off not only his anger but his arousal too. He was angry with himself (nothing new) because of what the foot did to splinter and also he couldn't forget about that chick from the other dimension, who looked just like april. But older. And sexier. Damn, she was really hot and he couldn't help it but feeling the bottom of his shell swell and stiff. The turtle looked around to make sure he was alone; reassured, he release himself and started to move his hand on his dick fast and roughly. It felt so good; imagining that stranger april behind and her boobs bounching at an incensant rhythm was the best sensation ever.
After one minute, Raph knew he couldn't take much long and so he came almost roughly. His sperm soiled all the carpet but then he saw that another thing was dirty of his arousal "Oh shit! Not the cheesephone"