Come with me. That I really knew what the edge felt like.

Together, our thumbs pressed against our ***** and our fingers stilled for a moment, holding the moment when both of our bodies crumbled into sensory overload. Then, joining our mouths in a kiss we began pumping our way through our orgasms. It all seemed to slow down for a moment, as our cries of pleasure echoed through the room our eyes met. Somewhere in the midst of indescribable bliss and indefinable sensations, something other than feeling rippled though us. An understanding, an unsaid combination that neither of us could pinpoint. It was the look, the mutual agreement that we weren’t going to take our eyes off each other. We promised to never stop looking, never to let our mind wander or our thoughts stray.

It was right then, in the middle of the most intense ***** my body had ever experienced that I felt the true meaning of the expression making love. We made love, a love which wasn’t for a holiday or until someone better came along, it was forever. Only sheer stupidity and inhumane piggishness could ruin this love and I knew that could happen. It wasn’t a perfect world and neither Millie nor I was perfect, so we would have to rely on the perfection of our love to over rule the imperfection of our mediocre minds.

As our breathing fought to keep up with the pace of our passion inflicting fingers, we slowed them till they stilled against the velvet walls of our warm, undulating insides. Millies face was pressed into mine, our lips shaking on top of each other as our breathing returned to normal. We removed our fingers and Millie sank onto my body, her head resting against my chest as I stroked her hair.

Well I don’t think I’ve ever come that hard in my life, ever.

I smiled, sighing in agreement. My fingers running through the thick, silky tresses as my mind was transported to a place filled with contentment and lazy smiles. The term glowing didn’t even come close to how I felt, my body was bronzed and blazing, illuminating the way for lost and misguided, loveless souls. A tour guide which really had been sampling the local specialities, down under so to speak. I giggled, holding Millie’s closer to me as I amused myself with mindless dreams and insane imagery.