its cries grew hoarser , deeper , echoing as she dropped down out of consciousness and rose up again , her other hand groping in the dark and finding his forehead , finding the thick mass of manly curls , finding his eyes fluttering under her palm , finding his mouth now half closed with the sobs coming out of it , finding his chest , and the heart beneath it and the long muscular arms flopping against the boards , yes , this thing so big now that she could lay her head on its pumping chest , and the cock between his legs , - yes , and the thighs , yes , and struggling upwards , she lay on top of him , both hands on him , feeling the rise and fall of his breath beneath her , the lungs enlarging , filling , the heart pumping , and dark silky hair sprouting around his cock , and then it was a web again , a web shining in the darkness , full of chemistry and mystery and certainty , and she sank down into the blackness , into the quiet .