kathb's Drabble
Diane is on top, riding him and moaning. Her breasts are bouncing in time with her hair. Denby is thrusting as though his life depends on it; the feel of her surrounding him is driving him wild. He reaches out to touch those glorious mounds, caress and stroke them. When he finally captures a nipple, she cries out his name. Her orgasm finally breaks and her contractions threaten to send him over the edge...
Denby wakes up: hard, throbbing, and ready to explode. "Diane..." he groans in anguish. Denby gropes around for a bottle, captures it and swallows his crutch.
The End.