i let you inside of me. skin to skin. i’ve stained your sheets with something close to piss and i’m making a noise i only make alone. you’ve changed the scent of me. molded me to your shape. i’m hypnotized by the buzz of the fan in the corner, combined with our breaths and slapping of skin against skin. you’re so deep inside of me, kissing a part of my insides that’s begging for more, and i keep trying to get you closer to me, further a part of me, engulfed in my cunt, and i keep thinking of someone a thousand and some miles away. when i moan out, i do it for her. this makes me a bad person. and i’ll do it again next time we’re skin to skin.












