crawling

she crawled into my bed, emotionally beaten from her last go-round, and she found a place to nestle. she crawled over my body and onto my cock and found a place to please herself (and me.) she crawled (somehow) into my brain and reactivated that gray matter in a manner it hadn't seen or known for a long, long time...maybe ever. and quite possibly, she crawled in there and nestled so snugly/smugly and upset all the neurons, electrons and such things that if you didn't know better, you'd say she crawled into my heart. but hey, we know better, don't we?

mouthing

she took her mouth off my cock and told me, "i want you. i want you to fuck me. i want you to fuck me now."
i did.
it was time very well spent. and spent was i.