Midsummer Night Cuckold 4
Sperm is leaking at the corners of her lips. Silence wakes me up. It is total, abnormal. I feel the bed next to me: empty. Murielle is not there. Where is she?I do not move.I focus listening, but nothing, I hear nothing. Silence surrounds me from all sides.The house is empty, that is why this silence. The old demons beset me. Strange sensations of abandonment, of immense solitude. Panic.Where is Murielle? I get up and head with felted steps towards the door, being careful not to bump anything....