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met tide.

"Uh, uh, um, so completely taken up, was I, by our climax, that I swear the house could

have burnt down without my noticing.

Each jet felt now as though it must surely be the last, yet time and time again I felt

one further eruption churning inside me.

I was panting and shuddering as though I was emptying my entire being into her.

Then, imperceptibly, the pace began to slacken. Amazingly, we did not stop. There was no final

exhausted thrust, no sudden collapse. Smoothly, but inevitably, we slowed, both breathing

deeply, relaxing gently, still responding to each other. She turned her head to one

side, a look of complete satisfaction and fulfillment spreading over her face.

"Stay inside me," she said quietly. "I can still feel you." Then she hugged me to her,

tucking her head into my shoulder. A last quiver of mixed emotion and calm flowed from

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