boudoir.
she fucked the way i thought that god would fuck, feeling her insides like so much cloud cover. the wailing reminded me of hospital wards in the 1800s, a sanitarium running out of her mouth, spitting up all of her vulgarity into my face like ejaculate. if i could have, i would have swallowed it and licked my lips but i kept those words with me just the same, pumping blood to my swollen cock and trying hard to cum inside of her. i wanted to paint the walls with her insides i was on fire. i wanted to crawl down her throat and live there, jacking off all day long so she could taste all of me all of the time. and when we were done she was bleeding so we showered and kissed. i felt all of it falling down into the tub and wondered if i would be there in the morning. when the day broke, i felt her face on mine and put my fingers on her mound to feel the heat of the sun.