***Butch***
The light dancing of her breath on my skin pulled me awake. Looking down, I see Ivy is lying on top of me, her arms hang down over the side, her face flat on my chest, her legs are over my hips. I don't know when I fell asleep. She had knocked out right after the first time. But once she woke, she was ready to go again as her heat hit her hard again. Im not sure how many more times we went at it before she conked out cold,
Im not even sure how she ended up like this. She fell face down the last time as I was taking her from behind; she just went limp, and her arms gave out. I flopped down next to her. She was breathing hard, but a smile was on her face as she snuggled into my side, and that was the last I remeber.
She must have climbed onto me in her sleep, wrapping my arm
