Big Chinese 4

And here we go again, our bodies pressed against each other. I was a little amused by your reaction, I expected that a month of abstinence will make you impatient, insistent, but you seem to have lost touch with the physical side of our relationships; unaccustomed to the fact that I can lie next to you, and I have nothing but new white panties - their atlas pleasantly cools the skin. Just a couple of minutes ago, I felt extremely tired and ready to sleep with open eyes straight on the chair, and now the fatigue vanished completely.

There is so much tenderness in our love! Our touches are leisurely; they have no other purpose than to feel the living warmth of the loved one, to bring joy to yourselves and to another one. You know how to be gentle; you are able to take a caress. This is a gift from above.

Time goes by and we do not notice it. Midnight is behind us. Dawn is almost here.

In the garden the birds are singing.

You're near me - dark face on a white pillow. I carefully learn your profile; black hair, smooth forehead, long extraordinarily beautiful shining brow, smooth nose, neatly trimmed mustache, intricately curved lips – they smile, as if you felt my glance, even though your eyes - the most beautiful in your face – are closed, and the longest, as moth wings, eyelashes now lie on the cheeks.

You open your eyes, smiling at me in a dream, stroking your hand over my belly. And go to sleep again, happily confident that now I'm yours forever. And soon I'll bring you a son.