That special time of the month.

The debaucherated sheets were cold and still.
We remember only hours before fucking hard, so hard, on those crisp white sheets, making them sticky and moist.
With a repulsion that you couldn’t deny, you lay me down on the welcoming bed and start to gently make love to me.
It was the most special and most decadent time of the month.

I am wide open for you; my moistness is calming yet exhilarating against your every push.
You can feel my hard clitoris throb as you grind yourself against me; I drown you.
My clit it is bigger and more welcoming that you have ever seen it before.
You slide with me, you smile.

Then suddenly your final thrust.
You hear me moan into your ear, my cunt hard, your cock hard.
You are so deep within me.
You fill me with your lust, and with your love, and finally we are connected.

As soul mates and as lovers, we lay.
“How can I live without you now” I say.
“Let’s fuck again” you say.