Darkness possesses the night and my body yearns for relief.
Burning, slow to start, but quick to flame.
The choice has been made; I must commit my flesh to the wantonness within.
Lust has called me, now I must answer.
As I touch my readied breast, make me burn with passions desire.
I Pinch my supple nipples with kindness, for my danger zone is calling.
Heat ensues as the party continues.
I trust NOT my senses as they are controlled by my wanton urges.
Slowly I travel down, down to where my fire rages.
I slip within the burning walls, and once again, the intensity rises.
Around and around I travel, slightly touching the button of release.
I arch, I cry out into the darkness, and once more, sleep overcomes my spirit.