I only remember it being enough to spring me out of bed at Six AM in the morning with my heart beating rapidly. 


His big strong hands softly moved down my sides, then up along the spine of my back. Xxnx I had the sight of his dick, and the touch of his hand on my butt. That’s all I could see as the blanket covered from there down. He said something to assure me that it was all right to sleep in his bed, but the exact words escape me. Told me to rest my head and relax. Don’t know which ones exactly, but the prodding warmth of his digits caressed against and around my hole. On my butt? It felled like he could swallow my sac whole and it kind of hurt so when I cried out, saying something about a pain, he let
