There was a darkness in her eyes . An end of all things coldness. But her touch was warm. She lie nude in front of me, sweat covered and lusty. I spoke no words covered the distance and waited for her needs to be known. She rolled to her back in one motion, pointing between her thighs. Ripping she took off my belts and pushed away what was left in primitive sweepings . Her tongue ran heated along my skin as my passions now moved from stir to boil. Her nails touched me light at first then marked me deep painful red. In a blur she took me into her .Still no words just tainted moans and grunts. Over and over , her mouth , her tai he dan, even her gate of forbidden lust. How did your day start. 
