with the warmth of his breath, she feels the need , the  hunger deep in side .  She arches up to meet him, wanting to feel the power of him.   Aching of wanting him deep inside filling her full of his need.   She will cum at his command with all her heart and soul.   Knowing that is her place,

drifting in and out of sleep, feeling hot breath on me, making me hunger for him.  Yearning for him to make me whole, begging for him to take me.  Feeling his rough hands on my body molding me into what he wants. 

She softly lays in bed thinking of all the things she want to do, when an image of a man floats thru her mind.  The strong presents of him makes her feel alive like she has never been before, want to take a bite of the forbidden fruit.  The Yarning of desires, the embers of passion start to grow, to turn her into a wanton.