The next day, he was there..waiting on the door step..he couldn't leave, not after the night we had had together...his arse was sore and his breath tasted of cock and cum, but his heart was telling him that this was more than just sex..I invited him back inside, just for a coffee and nothing more..until I realised I couldn't let him go, not for a second time........🪱🌈🪱




















