Phoebe
It's too much, she thought, too many sensations to process - his lips, his hands, the rapid pace of his thrusts - and no reprieve to be found, pinned against the cold, unyielding wall and him. She pressed her face into his shoulder, a litany of moans and whimpers all she could manage in her state, sounds that seemed to evoke his name but not quite able to form the syllables as the room spun around her.
And suddenly her climax crashed - without warning, surprising even her as she cried out, bucking and shuddering against him as she clung to him, leaving her breathless and trembling in its wake. It was near all she could do just to hang onto him at that point, dazed in the afterglow.
And suddenly her climax crashed - without warning, surprising even her as she cried out, bucking and shuddering against him as she clung to him, leaving her breathless and trembling in its wake. It was near all she could do just to hang onto him at that point, dazed in the afterglow.
In These Past Few Days When I See Myself
I Seem Like Someone Else
I Seem Like Someone Else
