My cock felt as if it were floating in warm oil. She leaned forward so that her breasts touched mine and kissed me. Now she was sliding across me, the pressure of her pubis harder against me. I felt her go over the wall as another orgasm shuddered through her. “Oh, lover,” she said. I held her face tightly. After a moment she sat up and looked at me. I was still inside her, but she made no move to let me go. She looked down at me. “Your energy particles are diffused,” she said. I smiled. “They should be.” Over her shoulders, daylight was coming through the window. “We’ve been fucking for hours.” “That’s not the reason. I feel I came a thousand times, but you didn’t even come once.” “That’s the coke. It gives me a hard that won’t quit. But if I overdo it, I can’t come.” “It’s not the coke. I’m on the third plane now. I know about those things.” “I forgot,” I said. “Peace and love.” “Peace and love,” she replied automatically. “I know a lot more now than when we were together the last time.”
