Made me? Sleeping of the burning desire – no, be honest – the need to be filled, fucked, used. XXX The clock on the microwave was no help. I would get up in a moment. Finally I managed to get up, staggered into the bathroom and made it to the seat before the piss started to flow. “To clean you better” His voice in my head but he wasn’t here. Just. I felt my asshole pulsate around my fingers. Steam fogged the glass. More than once had I spent time with all of them without him. Shivering I lay on the rug.
