The Magic Question

Passionately I push back dripping wet, we need it just and now, no time for teasing.

It must be now, all patience is gone, the next wave approaching me, my breath goes faster.

He is going fast, screams and cries, I lose all control, my pussy muscles work on their own. I'm over the edge sand floating free.

I want more, God, I'm coming, coming hard. I can't stand, can't hold back. I can't stop it……

"Have mercy," my soul is crying, I can't take it, I will die….

…then it hits me like a hammer blow, I go blind, "let go, please let go" I beg him in my mind.

I hear a high pitched screaming. It's me screaming my life out. All my muscles are tense and convulsing.

I can't control a single muscle, its him, he is in me.

I feel him, feel him twitch inside me, announcing his hot load.

I feel him coming, exploding with me now at the same time. I yell out to the world my extreme pleasure, white flashes are all around, in spasms melting together, not moving now when we are becoming one, shaken, shocked and shattered by this very moment.

He holds me tight and secure., I'm holding still like a mare when his white honey gushes into me, jet by jet, no movement while conceiving.

I'm milking him.

Emptying him completely.

I want all of him…

I can't remember, and I don't care, how much time has passed. He is still in me.

We are glued together with spider webs, his head on my shoulder, breathing breathlessly.

I am stroking his back, slowly regaining consciousness, a last twitch, a beautiful afterglow between my legs.

I rub his neck completely satisfied. "Thank you, lover."

"When will your plane take off tomorrow?" he whispers.

"My hometown can wait…"