Sweaty and willing she spread before me. Her every muscle tense, quivering she waits for my approach. Lips parted, trembling in mute anticipation, in a wanting smile our eyes meet. Mine are hungry and searching hers alit with desire and need. Our touch is light, almost a soft breeze across each others skin. I don’t enter so much as I appear inside her. Pulse steady and the rythm quick we were made for a moment like this when we could be together. One body, one heart, and one mind with one goal: exstacy. Our rythm sped to an almost breakneck pace and her body quacked with her arrival, as it hit I was there with her. Drained both mentally and physically we slipped into rest almost simultainiously. I woke some hours later with the dim knowledge that there was someone standing over me. “Wake up” came a voice I recognized somehow. “Wake up bitch” the voice said again this time with a kick placed firmly in my ribs. “If you want to sleep with my women that’s gonna be one hundred dollars extra.” So I paid and the man left me and her to sleep away the night. As I drifted off to sleep again feeling the womans warm flesh held tightly against me I thought “Goddamn these whores are getting exspenive.” Than the blackness took me and gentle sweet smelling dreams washed over me and my day was done.
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