She was beauty personified.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to trespass.”

“You aren’t. Your name is?”

“Orion, yours?”

“Not the word, the meaning.”

“Oh, it means great hunter.”

“I’m Morning Star-Gendenwitha. Love me great hunter, our time is short.”

It was perfect, she rode me like we’d known each other for a hundred lifetimes. She was soft, wet, and tight. Her pussy fitted my cock like a glove. We rocked each other; her eyes were starlight.

“I don’t have protection.”

“My love, Sosondowah, my womb will birth next year’s children, like this time last year created those around us now.”