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couldn't. I just held on tightly while he pounded me out. His neck and back were damp and while I was still very wet, I could feel that I was growing sore. That line between pleasure and pain was nearing.
     
    "On your stomach." He moved me before I could follow his request. As I laid flat, he pushed up my buttocks, opened me slightly, found the familiar hole, and entered me. He had the same, long, deep, satisfying speed rate as he did earlier. It was tickling my senses and my body reacted accordingly. I was leaking out like crazy. I've never felt myself get this excited before. When I've climaxed before, it was nothing like this. Those were drops and what I'm experiencing now are waves and rushing waters.

    At some point, I blacked out. I remember this loud, guttural scream coming out of me. I turned my head and I was gone. When I opened my eyes, he was on top of me, trying to compose himself. The more I came to, I realized that he had released his juice all on my back...leaving his mark on me. He rolled off me and looked at me before swiftly wiping my back clean with a fresh, warm towel. His bright emerald green eyes were now a faded forest green.
     
    I used my energy to crawl out of bed. I let out a mumble, hoping that he could decipher that as "I'm going to use the restroom." Looking in the mirror, I saw that my hair was damp as well as the rest of my body. It looked like I went swimming and just walked home naked.
     
    "Do you mind if I take a shower?" I yelled out. I waited for a response and then when I heard nothing, I called out, "Hello?" I peered back into the room. He was fast asleep in the same position I left him in. After all that hard work, he deserved that nap...and a gold medal.
     
    The bathroom cabinet was like a luxury bath supply store. These soaps were rich and fragrant. I decided to indulge myself. I turned the shower on and was amazed at the beauty of the whole bathroom. The shower was all glass and the floor was a gorgeous, dark tile. The steam filled up the room and the warm water hit my skin. It was so exquisite, I forgot where I was. I just lathered up everywhere and felt my skin transform. It felt soft and when I took the loofah to it, it was almost decadent.
     
    When I turned around, I found Blake standing at the doorway, looking at me. He was holding himself with one hand. When the glass got a bit too steamy, I wiped it off and saw his green eyes again. I turned off the water and slid the door open.
     
    "I'm sorry. I asked but you were sleeping." I wiped my face clear of the water and some suds.
     
    "Lather up your breasts." His voice was deeper than before and his eyes were back to that bright emerald green.
     
    "Okay?" I took some soap and began to lather up. When it was thick enough, I swept it across my chest.
     
    "Grab your breasts and play with them." I closed my eyes and started rubbing on my chest until my nipples pointed straight and were hard. "Open your eyes," he demanded. "Look at me while you do it."

    My nipples were now between my fingers and I squeezed them. I then squeezed my whole breast and my hand traveled between my legs. I rubbed my clitoris through my lips. My speed was fast and frenzied. It made my body grow warm all over. I threw my head back. It was pulsating. It was letting me know that I had to serve it correctly.
     
    "Turn on the water." His voice came out of nowhere. The water rinsed me clean. He stepped in the shower with me, placed my leg up on the lower handle, and started licking me furiously.
     
    "Oh, God!" I screamed. His emerald eyes seemed to be a shade brighter. Although his mouth was against me, I could sense that he was smiling. He seemed ultimately satisfied with himself. Digging his face further into me, he pushed two fingers inside of me. He curled one of his fingers, hitting my G spot. I decorated his face with my nectar. My hands held on to his head as my body began to convulse slightly.

    He slowly stood up, turned me around, pressed me