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Finally We Meet!

I descended upon her, kissing her with a fever that had no compare. She tasted the sweetness of my passion. Our tongues sensually danced and played with one another as her arms surround me. I lay all of my weight on her causing her to gasp for air. She wrapped her legs around me and pulled me closer. My hands roamed her body. 

 We're moving in unison, a well-oiled machine of sensual delight.

I could feel the moistness of the walls of her pussie as it grabbed my manhood with each thrust. Her face. HER FACE! It will not be long now. The strength of the heat from our lovemaking, and that look on her face. The face that I imagined all these months that she makes just before she cums. Many times I’d visualized that look and the sounds she would make. I loved that fact that I could make her feel that way. That good. That complete.

I watch her intently with each stroke. I know that she’s holding back. She says she likes to tease until she can no longer take it. I know that this is one of those times that she is truly into holding back that inevitable orgasm. The one that only I can give her because I now know that I can make her feel that way.  That good. That complete.

I stop, although not completely. Just enough to allow me to gently nibble and suck on the nipple that she is already teasing. Caressing. Squeezing. I kiss her long and deep. She nibbles at my lips as we kiss. Tasting me. FEELING me inside her, filling her up. We look deeply into each other’s eyes and both see something that can only be described as phenomenal. We know that at this moment we're both powerless and have no control of the intensity of our passion. Our bodies move in rhythmic motion. The smells. The sounds. The FEELINGS!

I feel her body spasm. She grabs my asz as though she wants, no! NEEDS me to go deeper. I can feel it. The beginning. The beginning of her orgasm as she arches her back to take in as much of me as she can. I feel her pussie begin to pulsate grabbing at my now blood engorged dick. She makes this sound. The sound that is difficult to distinguish as pleasurable or painful. But I know. Know that it is pleasure because I know that I can make her feel that way. That good. That complete.

She's cumming! She grabs my asz, back, and chest. I know. I know. I feel it too as the build-up from holding back is suddenly more than I can stand. I no longer WANT to hold it. I look down at her face. HER FACE. Her eyes that are now watching me. And I cumm! and cumm! and cumm! She can feel my dick as it transfers my pleasure from my body, to hers. She can feel my love pouring into the walls of her pussie, splashing her cervix. Running down her asz. She watches the immeasurable pleasure of my orgasm I slightly smile. Because she knows that she can make me feel that way. That good. That complete.

I collapse on her. The sweat. The smells. The sound of our shallow breathing. The throbbing we feel as we keep that connection. We kiss long, deeply and passionately. I roll to the side and gather her in my arms.

 We're both in awe of the power of our lovemaking. We are both wondering how did we get from that little chat screen on our computers, three thousand miles apart, to here! To this place of total and complete pleasure. Yes, Finally We Meet!