The morning began with a hidden desire a need to release the tension The city awoke to daybreak light but his thoughts were elsewhere A quick glance confirmed he was alone a moment for forbidden pleasure His hand found its rhythm a comforting motion The pulse quickened a silent testament to the escalating fantasy He imagined other encounters bold and uninhibited The heat built a fiery sensation that consumed him Each stroke brought him closer to the edge of ecstasy He was lost in the moment a slave to his own desires The images blurred a kaleidoscope of forbidden delights Then came the surge a wave of pure bliss He collapsed back exhausted but fulfilled The world slowly returned to focus A final glance ensured no one had seen his private moment The memory lingered a warm glow of contentment The day could now begin renewed Yet the image of a cebu milker would forever haunt his imagination A secret pleasure a culpable delight His nights were now filled with vivid fantasies He knew he would seek this thrill again