Moaning, frenzied, tangled in a mass, bodies locked in nature's eternal struggle, the lingering smell of sweat and pussy, joins the fray of his stabbing flesh, "Fuck me," she cries, thrusting ever higher, impaling herself, gratefully, on his throbbing cock, They writhe in ecstacy, tearing at each other, clawing, clutching the night in joyous assault, inspired by the 'fuck mentality' of things to come, Her pink wet flesh, sweet and tender, begs for brutal death and blissful reward, He glides his hand over her body, groping, grasping, searching for anything, everything, nothing at all, kissing, licking, crying in the night, "Goddamn," he screams, pounding, pounding, ever harder, balls slappig her thighs, trying to destoy her sweet young flesh with violence and love, His wet finger, glistening from the madness, coaxes moans, entices groans from her lust enlarged clit, "Harder, baby, faster," her pleas rip through the night, "Tear that pussy up," oooohhhhh Sanity on the brink of collapse, he drives himself deep inside her one last time,....satisfied... mingling their juices, a concoction of lust,... ....then... Sinking to the bed, slowly, spent and exhausted, they pray silent prayers to heal their souls, seal their bond and then drift away...and away... and away... Sighs escape their resting bodies, arms and legs entwined, leave inspired clues, and the night brings sweet dreams, brought to life by the city, the beautiful city, just outside the window, beyond the sanctity of their unscathed boudoir.....