She was moaning, breathing heavily, and writhing in pleasure bringing her to sweat. I kissed it from thigh to calf and took her sock off with my teeth, and doing the same for the other foot. Anal sex “Here.” was all she said at first, handing me a book. I made no move to her bra, not wanting to seem too eager. “I prefer to read by candle light.” she said, taking up a book from the off side of the couch. She sat the book between the two off us. I helped her up and she sat on my lap, her legs drapped across myself and the length of the couch. We kicked our shoes off climbing into her bed. “Television is a beast that consumes the minds and intellect of humans, It shall not have mine.” I said turning to her, quoting one of my philosophes. I noticed several pieces by William Blake, and even a few paintings by No-Names obviously insipired by HP Lovecraft.
