The most arousing sound escapes his now parted plump lips, as he whispers, "You feel so amazing.... So..... Warm" Eyes flutter in concentration as if to find the right words. I know what comes next, it always does, as I desperately try and keep the memory of him alive. Rooty hair. Eyes so deep, you have but no hope. Oh and those lips that perfect shade of pale pink. Strong demanding shoulders, with that birthmark betwee- And its all gone.