From Burner to Burner

I only know I am not dead. I think.
Soft Pale skin. Strong upper arms. Beautiful belly. The scent on his neck is pure Ecstasy. Running my fingers through his hair. Running my fingers along a lime green fairing. In a world full of nothing. Straight ahead is where I'll be staring. Arms wrapped around a sexy man. Legs wrapped around my lime green beast.
We are 2 unmuffled rice burners circulated together. Our engines rev and rise, and fall in unison
just elh & njr