…mm, [ he purrs into his neck, ] I’m glad you think so, but I’m also sorry I woke you. I was hoping to get a bit of that dream out of those pretty lips of yours. [ he nips at his neck as he starts pumping him in earnest, thrusting that much harder and ramming his prostate to swiftly try to bring sunday to orgasm. ] Were you dreaming of me… were you dreaming about being filled… I want to hear about your filthy dreams while I fuck you to a mind blowing orgasm.
Re: day 67 late / 68 early