The Uber dropped us off at home late in the afternoon. Everything was silent and it stayed that way for what seemed to be hours before I finally heard Dylan say,
“Hey there Esther, are you okay, you look knackered, it’s a good job that I didn’t set the timer for an hour. Just don’t go too far and get to a stage where you can break my cock.”
“Oh Dylan, I would never do that. It’s been hours since your cock was inside me and I’m getting withdrawal symptoms. I can’t wait.”
“No, if I did that this machine could literally fuck you to death and for some strange reason I don’t want that to happen.”
I shrugged the robe off me and gave Dylan a nice, naked hug and a long kiss. Getting Married Set Me Free – Our Second Honeymoonby Vanessa EvansPart 5
We woke up late, Dylan first and then him fucking me to wake me up.
