Our Moment, Part 5 (R-18)

We were tossing, and we were turning, swept away in a raging whirlwind of love and passion where nothing else mattered. 

Ash was especially endurant, as I've been told and shown many times over… and so when it came to sex, she was no different, actually, it felt as if she was even more so.

All these frenetic movements, the shifting, the writhing, the way her beautiful, nimble body swayed, bathed in sweat, the both of us entangled in the silvery webs of her hair, she was limitless, bountiful…. I was struggling to even keep up with her vigor.

But it wasn't long until I inevitably reached my peak, pounding away, her hips raised, and her face pressing against the nylon bed, hearing her soft voice waver and moan, feeling as she ground her body in unison to my movement, and the sensation inside, that pressure mounting, her walls squeezing - too much, it was all quickly too much.