“Come, let go, come,” she said, willing it on.
The entirety of existence and time was now a male helplessly coming inside her. His ecstasy was flooding into her hot juice. He was groaning deeply as she felt the surging convulsions of his release into her. Already she could smell his c*m. It was hot in her belly. He was her s*x and mind mate. His musk soothed her in her last pulses. She was so wet, he was so hard. She had lost herself in his feeling. They had been one creature of joy and love.
She realized she had been gripping his iron buttocks. She had lost the sense of who was what. As her mind cleared she saw a mark on his neck. She’d lost the plot.
“You’ve given yourself up to me, my lovely man. I wanted you so much,” she said.
He was still firm inside her. Her muscles gave involun
