I fancy you on the bed, head down cradled in your arms,

Your buttocks presented to my touch and gaze.

Open. Vulnerable. Ready.

I take the vinyl gloves, fit them on my hands, the tightness another skin.

The lube squirts out and I warm it in my palms. Wet fingers find your labia, as I stroke softly, gently, then a bit more urgent, turning my need to touch.

Fingers fill you now, the rhythm, my beating heart, my need for the primal home of you.

I spread your buttocks with my free hand, your anus, the deeper secret still. My lips move to you to kiss that third mouth, my tongue pushing , licking, while my hand works in your cunt.

This night. This bed.

I take you as I make my need my gift.