An empty feeling

I slowly pulled my still throbbing cock from her depths. Looking down, I watched a trickle of her cum dribble from her pussy and down the crack of her arse. She shivered, her gaze searching mine. Though her eyes were hard, almost like she had some thoughts bottled up, I knew it did not satisfy her with what we had just done.

I got down from the couch, carried her up, and took her to the bathroom. I wanted to take her to her room, but she shook her head and asked me to carry her to mine, a place I was more than willing to take her into. Ever since she returned to the house, she always stayed in her room. She had never stepped foot into mine.

I bathed her, and brought her back to the bed, thinking she would rest after what we did, but she didn't seem like she wanted that. Like I noticed earlier in the parlour, she didn't seem content with what we did. I didn't either. A quickie had never been enough for me, and that was what we just had a quickie. One of my best, Mind you.

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