Date: 2010-11-02 05:17 am (UTC)
She holds him there in that delicious tension, guiding his hands to her breasts and her waist, covering them with her own hands. A fine sheen of sweat covers her skin from the exertion, and her breath comes in throaty gasps and sweet, descending cries.

She rides him long and hard, using her position to great and delicious advantage. She's not one given to ecstatic states, but he's showing her how its done. The disparate threads of her awareness begin to sing and she ascends towards that point of no return, all her attention focused on him.
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