It’ll be cooler on the back of the house and we can play cards on the bed. The evidence of these regular aquatic misdemeanours would always be washed away. xnx Underneath, I discovered a new and fascinating world, like a secret underground cavern formed by the bedclothes on top and Michael’s pyjama-clad groin in front of me. But fate would lend a helping-hand, so to speak. Meanwhile, my own organ, which had been tightly squashed between my legs as I lay scrunched-up beneath the bedclothes, was already stiff and emitting a dribble of its own because, as I moved my legs under the bedclothes, my pyjamas now felt quite damp. I had read about nocturnal emissions but while I had sometimes woken-up feeling a bit wet in my pyjamas, I hadn’t witnessed it before and I was both thrilled and excited.
