She was seated on the floor
Her hands lay folded together
When he entered
She didn't turn back
She knew
He was there
Behind her, watching her
He came close
And knelt behind her
Placing his hands on her shoulder
He slowly kneaded her apprehension
She relaxed, to his touch
He started unzipping her layer
The one that restricted her bosom
Her layers cascaded on her hips
Exposing the nudity of her bearing
He encircled her breasts with the tips of his fingers
Till they reciprocated
Taut with agitation
He came closer to her
Pressing his chest, against her back
Cupping her breasts
He breathed fire on her neck
Every pore of her suffered
Her breathing erratic
She wanted to turn back
But he held her strong
Before she could resist
He pushed her on the floor
Her derriere arched to the air
He penetrated
From the rear
She gasped
But no sound emerged
For he had stifled her
With one hand, on her mouth
Another clutching her breast
And his turgidity inside
There was no escape.
©LR
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