He could just about hear her howling, feel how tight she was around his fat knot. He growled lowly as he felt it swelling, and he turned on the tv to try and see if he could distract himself.
How long had he been daydreaming? His ears suddenly perked when the lock on the door clicked and it was pushed open, Goldie walking in looking tired. She saw him on the couch and blinked, "You're still up...?"