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AlexandraSilk
After a particularly satisfying session today I lay there next to a very handsome 40's something gentleman. There was a mutual sigh of satisfaction. The kind that says "thank you" without any words. We lay there quietly as our breathing returned to normal. Our minds clear. There is nothing to think about, nothing to say, nothing to do, but lay and savor the moment.
We had just experienced that very special and rare occurrence of a simultaneous climax. When two people are so deeply in sync during sex your lust for your orgasm no longer matters. It's not the end result you desire. You are lost, just for a few moments, in the passion of it all. Your orgasm is of nil importance, you surrender yourself to other person. Feeling the energy build between the two of you. You know he is close to climax. As you feel his body begin to quiver you feel the sensation within you intensify. Watching him overcome with pure enjoyment tips you over the edge and the two of you moan and groan with pure pleasure from the sensation of an orgasm.
When two people are enjoying an instant so intense there is nothing else for those few moments. The world stops.
There are wet patches on the bed, I'm not sure if they are mine or his, sweat or love juices. They don't bother me, I love the smell. The way a room smells when a man and woman's odors mingle to create this sweet, musty sexy smell.
We had just experienced that very special and rare occurrence of a simultaneous climax. When two people are so deeply in sync during sex your lust for your orgasm no longer matters. It's not the end result you desire. You are lost, just for a few moments, in the passion of it all. Your orgasm is of nil importance, you surrender yourself to other person. Feeling the energy build between the two of you. You know he is close to climax. As you feel his body begin to quiver you feel the sensation within you intensify. Watching him overcome with pure enjoyment tips you over the edge and the two of you moan and groan with pure pleasure from the sensation of an orgasm.
When two people are enjoying an instant so intense there is nothing else for those few moments. The world stops.
There are wet patches on the bed, I'm not sure if they are mine or his, sweat or love juices. They don't bother me, I love the smell. The way a room smells when a man and woman's odors mingle to create this sweet, musty sexy smell.
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