Round 2 [MF]

Her water took a long time to heat up; by the time I had gotten it warm enough to wet the washcloth and clean myself up, she had rolled over in bed, starting to fall asleep. I stood at the foot of the bed, holding the cloth for her, admiring. She was gorgeous, smooth, clear, freckled skin, dark curls, red lips, pink nipples…pink pussy. She was on her side but not curled very tightly, putting her right on display for me. She was still glistening, and a little trail of my cum was leaking out.

Just the sight of that got me hard again. I was surprised; I hadn’t had that short a refractory period since high school, much less in any of the more recent years. But she was gorgeous, and there was the evidence that she was mine. We were supposed to be going to sleep. It was already late, and tomorrow we both had to get up early and go to jobs where we had to pretend to barely know each other, pretend she hadn’t sucked her own juices off my lips, pretend I wasn’t relatively sure I was falling in love with her. I could make this quick, though.