My o****m was finally over. It had
been the longest and most intense orgasm
of my life. Even though it was finally
over, I simply didn’t want to move.
I glanced down to the incredibly
erotic sight of our joining. God had
known what he was doing when He had
made the female rear. Truly nothing was
more beautiful than it, especially right
now.
Sweat was rolling off me and her
too. Idly I watched a bead of moisture
flow down the curve of her back. She
was breathing heavy, but finally at rest
from the countless orgasms that she’d
had.
Speaking out into the stillness of the room, I said, “I don’t want to leave
you.”
“Then don’t.” She whispered in
reply.
She made a movement with one hip
and taking direction I eased us over onto
our sides still buried within her. She
curled
