A
touch draws that line which separates reality from dream. There is something
warm in it, inviting and most dear. I open my eyes slowly, very cautiously. I
see her naked contours clearly on the pale crescent moonlight. I’m easy, so I don’t
resist and obediently submit to her mild orders and I succumb into the full luxury
that is her. Balls deep…
She
still has some remnants of the delicious strawberries on her bottom lip, and I
can still bite the taste of the passing day from her sweet smile; always a
constant smile on her pretty young face, even when she sleeps. But, she’s not
sleeping now;)
In
this moment consisted of that entire beauty firmly caught in my midst, from the
depths of her sigh she silently speaks a soft sound in my ear… I think that’s
my name;)
