The night brought in their dreams the memories of the carnal encounter between them, each one remembered the body of the other, each one remembered the kisses of the other, both woke up with their private parts wet with the desire to possess each other again.
Mark woke up sweaty and his hand clutching his c**k, which was hot, wet and his pajamas were wet on his bottom, it was the first time this had ever happened to him, he had never felt so much desire for any woman.
He closed his eyes for another moment just to remember when he made her his, remember that moan of pain when he deflowered her, her squeeze and scratches on his back, he got out of bed to take a shower, when he turned on the faucet and the cold water touched his back he felt the burning of the scratch instead of complaining
