It was not even medium rare, only the surface was cooked. The easiest thing seemed to be leave, get back to the bungalow and shower there. I have time. After waking up on the last day I had wished I was dead. And not only the bathroom. I had more questions, but that could wait. And coffee. “Come over here.”
As I got up, I felt the wetness between my legs. “Last night… “Maybe”, his lips brushed my neck, made me shiver. The easiest thing seemed to be leave, get back to the bungalow and shower there. Pressing myself down on his cock I came, wave after wave. I ate. “I have questions, so many questions, but all I can think about now is your dick.” I admitted and looked down on the table. And coffee. I should go and get a shower, clean myself up a bit. More?” He pointed to my empty plate and I shook my head.
