Into parts. As always next to him.

It securely holds my trembling, feverish body. Silently and desperately kisses the soft hole at the base of the throat. Complete, unconditional trust. Endless gentle tenderness.

Where I lost myself, he is still collected. And I promise myself that someday I will be able to break his seal. I will make you dissolve in me .... Oh… what am I carrying? I cannot…

Favorra takes me off my still tense cock, puts me on a package pushed up to the wall, and turns sideways. I still have fog in my head and relaxation in every cell, but I bow my head like a...