บท 60: That which would never being done just once

I remember a saying; there are people who never masturbated in their whole life, but there's no one who only did it once.

Yeah. I knew it was the truth now.

I woke up fine the next morning, probably because I already unloaded the day before, and Natha refrained himself from touching me all night, just as he promised. I did roll into his embrace in my sleep as always, but it was still safe when I woke up.

A night of peaceful sleep also seemed to calm my mind somewhat, and while I still couldn't help but blushed a little bit from the intimacy, I was no longer overly flustered and flinched at every touch.

Wow—I was so proud of myself and bravely accepted his farewell kiss after breakfast.

Oh, you innocent little soul.

I spent the night agonizing over his leftover scent all over the bed and the pillow and it just reminded me of how I could smell all of that when he enveloped me from behind and kissed my neck and touched my chest and stroked me and...