I waited for him to be asleep and dreaming but he slept on his back most of the night and, eventually frustrated, I rolled over onto my side. He must have rolled onto his back again at some point in the night, because any signs of dampness had vanished, although he must surely have noticed, as I did, the slight stain in the middle of the bed where he had ‘shot his load’ in the night. XXNX With my lips tightly grasped around his erect shaft, I heard him murmur in the dark,
“That’s it; don’t stop, please, keep going; I’m nearly there.”
So I did. Pretending, as best I could, to be shifting in my sleep, I allowed my hand to slide to one side of his throbbing tool, to where I knew the opening was in his pyjamas.
