Sable

So, in anticipation of what I hoped would follow, I took myself off to bed - then lay there, eagerly.

And although at first I thought I might well be proved wrong - when he lay down beside the bed and spent time slowly and thoroughly cleansing himself - once that was done, he certainly didn't disappoint me.

The next hour or two was very much a repeat of what he had done with me the previous night - slowly arousing me, then deeply satisfying me with that far too dextrously proficient tongue. Then, once I had rolled myself over for him, fucking me long and hard with that truly magnificent cock. Leaving me, as he had before - sprawled, utterly drained and, most definitely, well and truly satisfied.

*****

But, sad to say, although I left food out for the remaining four nights for him, he didn't reappear - and who knows where, or why he went.

The last thoughts I had as I drove back homewards - other than being grateful for the two glorious nights he had given me - was the thought that, if by some fateful chance our timing had been calamitous, then what might I actually be carrying away within me...