Juval woke in a good mood with nothing but good feeling after a pleasurable encounter the night before. He wanted a repeat of what they shared, it was the best he ever had and it had sent him to a deep sleep before he could make love to her again.
Already, he was hardening at the thought of being enveloped in her silkiness and it had him warm and ready.
"Juri," Juval said, his voice still sounded drowsy as he just awakened with a need for comfort. He turned to gather her in his arms but the woman in question was already gone.
He could still see the outline of where she slept but the fact that she was gone woke him the fuck up. Like someone took him and flung him into an icy cold lake. Juval still had the sheets over his nude body and he sported a tent. His cock was hard and stiff like a board.
