She laughed,flashes in sky white thrust at me.Her eyes in smouldering coal ignited same in me.Silence soon grew tall between us,spoke our unspoken words. She inched closer.Her fingers found my frame,taking up the dots on my chest.Bristled hairs uncurled with her touches.She bent over,measured the dots with tip of her lips.Gulps of saliva down her throat and dimples of smiles said it was a good treat.The log inbetween my legs came alive,into a rod.Then she crouched,unveiling a crack underneath.She climbed my steel and the crack took me in, a full swallow.I responded with jerks.As our thighs built into one,flame crept in using our bodies as conduit.She twerked,swerved sensually from corner to corner as if she would pull the steel from its root.She cackled smiles,rhythmically with the creaking bed.Her weight against mine,the flame rekindled.I felt the cap of my rod hurting then I let out a light moan, ‘Jeesuuuuus’. And she left me. Then I woke up but the pain did go with her. I felt cold in my pant. She did it against me. A succubus,a night’s sex hunter.