Just when he was sure he could not take any more, she pulled out and looked up at him, her tongue flickering across the tip of his penis. Sensations he had never felt before began to curl up through him. He’d had sex before, but nothing had ever stirred up the level of passion that being in the same room with Randa seemed to. Everything she did was better than he had ever imagined it would be, and he was having trouble containing his passion. When he picked her up and tossed her on the bed, he had nothing on his mind but conquering the fire that was no raging within him. Climbing onto the bed, he took her in his arms and pulled her on top of him so that she was straddling him on the edge of the bed. Guiding her down, she slid over the top of him, and he saw the pleasure light up her face. Her mouth came down on top of his, her tongue working its way through his mouth in rhythm to the movement of his member inside her body. It was as if their entire beings were temporarily synchronized, and he could already feel the climax building inside of him. Leaning back a little bit, he placed his hands between them, they slid up over her abdomen and onto her breasts. He began to knead them, taking her nipples in between his thumb and finger and rolling them until he felt her body shudder beneath him. Her pace increased into an almost frenzied state, and then just when he didn’t think he could hold back any longer she leaned back and gave a small yelp, her lower body convulsing. As he felt his own orgasm overtake him, he felt her spasm around him, and together they rode the wave of ecstasy until they collapsed on the bed, completely spent.
