I turn and see what God gave her, just a glimpse and I begin to rise.
Just a glimpse, my pants strain to hold back, her breasts full against the light
I move towards her, she’s surprised by my approach
Hands move her shirt off her shoulder, in the kitchen window neighbors may get just a glimpse
The perfect sound of her breath in sigh, God’s music from heaven, my hands slide shorts off
She looks back, erection seen, just a glimpse, before entering hard into wet, sliding further
To the floor, out of sight, from behind, she turns her head to get just a glimpse of my head thrown back
Weight on her arms, knees, pushing back against the tide
In a glimpse, I fill her.
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