I remember laying on my back. I was on top of the white duvet cover. I was just laying on the bed in the middle of the afternoon.

The sun was blasting in through the blinds. It was a Sunday afternoon. She came into the room.

It started off slow as she walked over towards me. She was wearing tight black form fitting leggings and some flowing top. I was instantly hard.

I think we rolled around in the sunlight for what seems to be forever. We were sweating from the sun and from the heavy petting. It was getting real intense.

I remember she got on top of me – the sun coming in from the window next to us was peaking through her hair – hitting her face. It was perfect. She was hot. Hot to the touch – sweating – ready to go.