I finished my second beer and went for a third. XXX Listening to his breathing, the beat of his heart and his voice through his chest. I had to have him, but stayed my hunger. A bit more before gracefully kicking out. “My turn.” He whispered as he nestled just inside. It wasn’t unusual for him to leave like that; in fact it was normal. Collapsing on him felt so right. I had to breathe, I needed air, I gasped, reached for the surface, whichever direction that was. Bouncing, I was bouncing on him. does it? “Um.” I did not know how to respond. Simple subtle moves of my hip stirred the feeling inside of me, the growing sensation of being filled. Did he really know? He had accepted this reality.




















