Saturday Afternoon

I am eaten. I am touched, there is some other thing that happens (I always forget that I don't remember everything) in his favoured hole he penetrates me making us both buck and clench. He makes me melt against his hand and hardens. I am taken again. The room is awash with sweat and sensation. I drool onto the pillow and dampen it with my clammy hot cheek. We are in rhythm and running. Flying on loose thoughts and dulled pleasures. He tempers my hole with his fingers to keep it perfect for him (A perfect hole in one). He pushes against me relentlessly and I reciprocate with flicks of my hip and curls of my spine (all my magicians secrets). We pant and heat up and fuck and enjoy ourselves dreamily.