He’s relieved I’m alright, and excited I enjoyed it all.

“Hi Kimmie, are you alright?” he asked me straight away.

I smiled as more of Donald’s cum dribbled onto my tit’s. “I’m great, Mark, feeling incredible, still tender, but no longer sick.”

I could hear the relief in his voice, “I’m really happy to hear, Sharna and I were worried.”

“Sharna?” I asked.

There was a little laugh, “She might have come home with me while Donald looked after you. I heard you woke up at one point and offered to let him fuck you while he was caring for you?”

“Yeah,” I told him, “And I just gave him a thank you blow job. It was such a fun night.”

“I didn’t interrupt anything?” he asked.

“No, I didn’t have time to swallow, but I think he likes seeing his cum dripping over my tits,” I told Mark.

He laughed, “Well, you know I do. I was just getting to work when I called. Should I skip it today and look after you?”

I shook my head out of habit, “No, I’m fine. I might just hang out here a little if I’m not disturbing Donald before walking home. I will see you this evening.” You can tell me all about you and Sharna. Is it serious?”

He laughed again as I watched Donald stand up. He was a sexy man, and my eyes lingered as Mark told me she was just some fun for comfort while I was getting better.

“Well, hopefully, you will have plenty of more opportunities to seek comfort while I recover because the other night was so fucking hot to me,” I told him while winking at Donald.

We said our goodbyes as Donald put on a robe. As he tied it up, I pouted, “Are you trying to ruin my view?” I asked him.

He laughed and handed me a robe, “I’ll wash it when you are done, so don’t worry about the cum. Should I make some breakfast and coffee? How do you like your eggs?”

I stood up and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. He didn’t seem to mind that they were caked with his cum. “Fertilised,” I whispered.

He laughed and left the room as I picked up the robe. On an impulse, I pulled the sash out of the robe and dropped the rest on the bed. The sash was really long, and I had noticed that Donald had to wrap it around him twice to get it to a reasonable length. My plan was slightly different.

I passed the middle of the sash behind my neck, letting a little length droop down, then pulled the lengths over my breasts and between my legs. Reaching behind me, I passed them back up to the spare fabric and tied it tightly to stop it from shifting too much. The result was a silk sash covering my nipples and cunt, passing up the crack of my arse to the back of my neck. I was surprised by how comfortable it was.

I walked into the kitchen, and Donald smiled, “Well, that’s one way to wear a robe. I’m glad you are feeling better and enjoyed the other night.”

I smiled, “I think you were soft on me, well, with the critters, not with your cock. How many times did you fuck me while I was out of it?” He raised a hand with every finger and his thumb up. “Ooh, so really trying to get me pregnant?”

He shook his head, “With how sick you were, that’s unlikely.”

I shrugged, “I guess we will have to try again in a month, this time without something non-venomous. What do you think? Would you like to try and knock me up while ants are chewing on my honey-covered tits?”