Pin me, bound and pliant, to the bed . a hand between my shoulder blades, pressing me firmly into the mattress. The other, at my hip in a vice-like grip. your cock, pounding me relentlessly. Clearing my mind of everything but you, our shared breath, the rising crescendo of pleasure. leaving no doubt as to who owns me, body and soul.
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I see you posted some short musings while I was asleep too.
Elemental. You captured it perfectly.