4 paredes

Each second that passes makes their skin rub together with greater force, each centimeter is worth gold, each inch that separates them is an endless abyss. Their eyes barely meet when pleasure allows it, they don't need to look at each other, they live inside one another, they are one person in this moment. Their hands are the exact element that makes them explore every sensation of infinite pleasure, the tips of their fingers are witnesses to a nearly endless passion, yes, almost... everything ends. Although I'm not sure if they'll ever end someday. Both bodies sprawl across a bed thirsty for the libido they repress each day of their lives. But on that bed, with those two people, they are her, are that uncontrollable libido that takes hold of them every time their eyes lose sight of pleasure. That's why... that explosion will never be lived with anyone, that love in the bed is also unable to leave those four walls that isolate them from all the lies waiting outside. Maybe... someday it will end, just maybe...