The next day.
His thoughts.
Reliving that whole night over again, images of our passion on replay.
music setting the mood.
Her lingerie a centerpiece of a erotic scene.
Our foreplay soft and eager.
Her body dancing to the rhythm of my tongue.
Rising and falling.
Her climax repeatedly striking like thunder.
With a high chance of rain.
The moment of silence and anticipation.
Before we became one .
Rolling in pleasure.
Time seeming to slow.
Too see you from every angle and lay strokes that conduct your moans like a symphony.
Your beautiful ass crossed in stretch marks like the lines of a leaf.
My hands griping and spreading.
My aggression strong but gentle.
My climax was begged for.
Her beautiful rain dance.
Her response to my climax was pure excitement.
Her look of enjoyment was beautifully unreal.
That image will never leave my mind.
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