I can't remember if I had *** last night
I'm in my under wear
and she.....well she is beside me.
I don't remember there being any
soft kisses or heart felt embrace.
I don't remember any demons taking over
and violating her face.
She sleeps soundly though and moans
When my **** brushes her thigh.
She lays her head upon my chest
and kisses me there.
I dare not wake her because she may remember
and out into the rain I go...
Sleep for now
Dream for later
She stirs, turns and makes herself comfortable.
And she sits her *** sweetly onto my **** growing
She wiggles against  and moans once more ...
A memory perhaps
But about last night I am not sure.