He continues to f**k me through my peak while progressively slowing down as I recuperate. I purposefully contract my inside muscles when I regain consciousness in an effort to get him to release, but after a few more thrusts, he pulls away.
Why are you doing that? My speech is slurred. Speaking in a cloud of hazy s*x.
Let's try something new, she said. Mark grabs my arm and helps me rise up while allowing me some time to regain my feet. He pulls me into his lap with my knees on each side of him once I'm stable and sits on the edge of the bed.
I get a rare flash of self-consciousness. I'm a dripping mess. My skin could be flushed red from the previous exercise, and my hair is clinging to my face.
Although it's a little too close for my tastes, the position affords me a superb view of Ma
