Fingers carefully pressed against the lips A sign to be still and quiet She has something in mind Can't be bothered with your words
Skin tightens when she searches with her Hands running down and her teeth sinking in. Eyes rolling back to the top, no matter How hard you try to look down; you just can't.
Chest rising, falling Rising, falling Never can catch your breath when she Goes on top and takes control.
She holds you down in satisfaction as you Beg for more. Finally have a chance to Open your eyes. She is nowhere near Done with you, the night hasn't even started.