I stared at the empty space he had just vacated, my body reaching out to him, wanting to go after him. However, I remained in my spot, inhaling his lingering scent.

His image had been ingrained in my brain, and now they displayed it in front of me like a slideshow.

He was lean from barely eating, but his muscle still filled itself in the right places, and his thighs were thighs enough to crush me.”

And goddess, his cock. They hung limply between his thighs, pulled down by gravity, and cocooned beside them were his balls that made my throat water.

I knew they were smooth and silky, especially...