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Finally, he collapsed on top of me, breathing like an ancient locomotive and sucking at where he had pierced my neck.

He fell asleep where he lay on me, and his cock softened and plopped out of me. I lay there under him, my left arm resting around his neck. I hadn't cum again, but I had a strange satisfaction that I had pleased my man.

He woke up with a snort after about 15 minutes and kissed me tenderly on my lips. His arms drew me into him tightly, as if he knew he had had perhaps the last great sexual experience of his life. I kissed him passionately and told him I really should be going. He didn't say anything, but allowed me to get up.

I stood up, and he looked at me, Again disheveled, with a small trickle of blood coming from my neck. I went into the small bathroom, wriggled out of the harem outfit, urinated, washed my neck and stopped the bleeding with some toilet paper before dressing in the clothes I came in with. I smoothed my hair, with half on either side of my shoulders. Looking at myself in the mirror, I looked good, if a little tired. His rough beard had made my neck and cheeks a little red. I looked at the clock on the wall. It was 2:40 a.m.

When I came out, he was still naked. He rose to meet me. In his hands was a pink teddy that he must have taken off the lingeree rack while I was changing.

"Stay the night with me," he said. "I'd like to see you in this."

"Some other time," I said. I tried to hand him the harem outfit, but he raised a hand and told me to keep it. "Here," he said, handing me the plastic bag with the dildo and lubricant. I thought that was sweet, and moved to him to give him a kiss goodbye on his stubbled cheek.

He ran his hands lightly up and down my bare arms. He brought my lips to his, and I submitted to him for one last time. His rough lips somehow seemed old and tired. I moved my arms around his neck and he ran his hands up and down my bare sides while we kissed tenderly.