Finally I came as I tried to continue my dirty imagination in my mind without the help of my husband’s body on top of me. After that, John was done... and soon fell asleep.I got up to use the bathroom and clean myself up. I went back to bed and eventually fell asleep too. I wasn’t really satisfied but didn’t know what else to do.------------------I woke up in the middle of the night after having a wild dream. I dreamed I was back at the church and black guys were all gathered around me. . You forced your tongue into each of the brown boys mouths as you sodomizied your god. They tasted of ginger and sugar. There was nothing on your mind but the lust clouding your thoughts. It was just so utterly close to your limit. You threw your head back and clung to your partner's hips with your final thrust. Your first time was quick yet satisfying. When you emptied your balls deep inside him you blacked out satisfied.When you awoke you were indeed back in the land of the living. That wasn't. Tiles. The bathroom was cold, cool tiles. He laid his head down, cheek against the tile, trying to soak its cold into his body. He was trying to drive off the heat that had him sweating. He laid on the tiles, trying to get as much of his body against the tiles as he could.He didn’t know how long he lay there. It could have been a minute. It could have been days. Time no longer held him in its warm embrace.He fit the nausea into its compartment. The disorientation went quietly. He pushed them. I am lost in my thoughts. Have almost forgotten him lying there. ****************************************************************************** The water has gone straight through me and I need to piss, but I hold on to it. He is still lying on the bed. Waiting to see what I will do next. The thought crosses my mind that I could do anything with him. No one knows he is here, and he will not want anyone to know. I want to enjoy him. He responds as I close his nostrils, and he opens his mouth..