I love how she says my name as she comes and it triggers my own orgasm almost immediately, like hearing her call my name like that flipped a switch inside of me. I like the dull burning sensation of her nails scratching along my neck, a sign that she let herself go just a tiniest bit. Even as my mind almost goes blank with the pleasure of my orgasm I can hold on to that thought, that she let herself go with me just a bit.
I hold her close as we ride out our orgasms, not able to let go for all the world. Right now nothing feels as right as holding Cassandra close to me.
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Date: 2012-09-05 06:34 am (UTC)I hold her close as we ride out our orgasms, not able to let go for all the world. Right now nothing feels as right as holding Cassandra close to me.