That last word made her giggle. The word muff made her think of a cylinder of fur, lined with soft fabric, that one would place their hands into during outdoor walks in winter weather.”There are words for a penis too. Some of them are cock, dick, willy, and pizzle.””Please don’t ever say pizzle to me ever again.” Danetta wanted to roll her eyes behind her eyelids as if her eyes were open, but she didn’t know how to do that. “Your voice is too dignified for that word.”He chuckled, and without the fabric to block him, he sounded like an amused king. “I’ll cling to my right to other words.” His voice darkened even more. “I want your pussy, Danetta. Would you let me have it?”The muscles in the deepest parts of her vagina pulsed around the air. “Yes!”The mattress was jostled, and her body bounced a little in response.”Erdgar?”She didn’t feel his clothes against her legs anymore, but she did feel heat hovering over her mound. Then there were puffs of air heavy with a promise she could barely imagine. His palms went to her thighs. She exhaled.