She comes home from a long day work
gets in the shower and lays down for bed
twisting and turning in her sleep
she awakens with a jolt
sweat pouring, she has messed up her sheets
they feel cool to her as she lays down within them
clinging onto her dampened skin
sensitive to the touch and she wonders why
as she touches herself,she sees the silouette of a guy
she should panic
she should cover up and scream
but her body wont let her
it nags at her to be wild and free
he eyes her from where he stands
and she beckons him near
he touches her,he feels so angelic, and whispers into ear
she moans and shakes, feeling so devilish,she licks her lips

eyes lowered
constant touching
feeling on his bulge
and teasing
hours later
in the bed and hanging towards the floor,heaving
his loving would have her falling to her knees
it was his loving alone,the reason why she couldnt breathe