23 June, 2008

The Edge

We both cry out as he cums into me, and it drives me over that edge. I’m falling, flying, convulsing as our juices mix together, him still fucking me hard. Weak, I am a rag doll in his arms, and he kisses my neck, biting, as we come down from our ecstasy, him still inside of me.

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