It was either wipeout or make it through. His orgasm rushed in, a rough ride, jerky and choppy to start, but gradually smoothing out as he found his groove. Sex video Played with me, slid through my folds, nudged and prodded, but never entered. I didn’t know whether to leave or stay. Faster and faster, I was out of control and heading in. Collapsing on him felt so right. Was he pissed? Silence. “Here.” I was afraid to show emotion. I was on, he was in, deep, committed. My hips grinded into him; keeping him deep; stimulating me both inside and out. Waking up never felt better. All I could do was hold on. That life would suddenly change, that our love would surge with the sudden revelation that we are good for each other?
