Nudge

Im drifting off to sleep, gently rotating my bottom against his groin absent mindedly. The holes are all slick and wet already. With prior preparation comes perfect performance. He clasps his hand around my throat and starts to push and nudge me harder, spreading the flesh, looking to get in. He slides into this tight hole and begins to thrust. He places his palm on my lower back and bends me forward, into a crouch. He rocks and rubs. When he gets bored of that he places his hand on my white stomach and presses his weight into me. He rolls me on to my belly, my face hard down on the edge of the bed. He pins my legs together leaving his legs on the outside and starts to fuck me hard. I cannot move. I am trapped. The thrusts hurt. As his actions speed I place my hand in front of my eyes to stop my face smashing into the wooden side table. I start to snivel feebly as he begins to reach his climax. He extinguishes the ghost of the moment into my cavity and gets off me. I don't move. I feel relieved. I smell the heat and sweat of the body next to me, and feel the fluid drip out.