I gently – ever so gently – cup her sex, and she arches into my hand, her eyes closed, breathing heavy, lips apart but desiring of contact. XNXX.Com The kiss takes seemingly hours, and when it breaks there is a pause – in the darkness, our eyes meet, invisible, but knowing, and any barriers we ever had are shattered. It is the scent of arousal, but had I not known it would have driven me to rut anyway. I lost track of who I was, and where I was, and what I was doing. It may have been breathing; sleep breathing is slower. The meeting dragged on; past dinner, and into the evening. I abandon everything and anything; and we begin. Her hand knots itself in my chest hair, and she speaks words from beyond; I listen, I feel her heart, and I know I am a man. We kiss again. I met her at work.
