In the midst of our heavy, breathing , moaning,, and panting we lock eyes. Your strong body towered on top of me and the look in your eyes transfer a glare of connection I have never experienced from you before.
Rapid chills traveled through our limbs as my body signals a message to my mind of surrender.
Your every stroke, lift, push,pull and penetration inside of me incorporates a feeling only my body can respond to.
In response my sweet puzzy gets wetter and wetter engulfed with waves of juices beyond measure. My puzzys attention is undivided and is continuously meeting your every acquaintance, feeling every single one of your veins , your ridges, your tip , every inch of your girth.
Quietness fills the room and no words are being exchanged, only the intensification of our bodies connected.
This magic moment, these feelings, these emotions are to much for us to consume and in an instance your body goes weak and lifeless.
Your eyes grow wider, your jaw becomes stronger and you fight and fail to compress your excitement. I feel you, I’m with you, I have your back as we fight the good fight of ecstasy but it can no longer be contained.
We lay limp with our bodies covered in sweat and alas we score.