Submitted by megan on Sun, 06/29/2008 - 16:40
It’s simple. A soft bed, on my back, legs spread, arms stretched up and braced against the headboard. You’re on top, your biceps and shoulders tensing and releasing in time with your thrusts. The lamplight is sticky and golden between our sweaty bodies. I clench my thighs around your hips, my heels digging into your ass, urging you on, and deeper.