Clockwork

“Yeah, I’m sure you do”. I replied as I tried desperately to unbutton her shirt. She was beautiful and curves of her body could make a grown man beg for mercy. She was by far, the sexiest lady I had ever seen. She sat atop me, her breasts pressed hardly across my face, I could hardly breathe. Although, I was not sure I needed to breathe to stay alive at that moment, as there was no way a man could die in the presence of such a goddess. And even if death came, it had got to be best way to die.