I look at him. XXX Nothing should be this sweeter. . . …nothing should be so wonderfully amazing and brilliant too! Someone else has to take care of it all for me. I am afraid at first. Measuring and determining exactly how hot and hotter the temperature inside here is becoming. I look at him. We had sex, several times in a day, but it was all nothing in comparison with what we always share and enjoy ahead there at our deserted and lonesome home. No! This is so great and amazing. Absolutely no any kind of thing at all. Steadily and carefully, I use my hand to fetch for my towel that is packed somewhere in my bag, and once I stumble and come across it, I pick it gently and warily so to also fetch a bottle of cold water, the water of which I pour and spill out straightly onto the towel till soak and make
