He pinned me between his hips and his couch- br knelt over enough to kiss the blade of my back, br and to lap his tongue in the stream of sweat br meandering down the xylophone of my spine- br and when he tenderly tugged at my br neatly woven ribbon of my hair, I felt br the labor of his love pulse br between my thighs until they wept br with his semen. br br And afterwards, he collapsed in my lap- br and I could do nothing, but feel br his heart beating in my chest.