She stiffened for a moment, and then relaxed. Her golden irises were welled with a sheen of tears, but her lips curved in a loving smile. Were I to reveal myself, were I to rape my existence into their story, it wouldn’t be their story any longer. There she was, her blue eyes glistening, her mouth forming consonants and vowels. I turn around, and see the young face of my love smirking back at me. “Didn’t it make it better?” Lucy smiled slyly, “Holding off for as long as you can, until you just don’t have the strength anymore, and you burst from the inside? Building, rising, trembling, and then…crashing. I licked my lips with lustful hunger and slid my body downward, my back arching in a smooth curve as I neared my target. And then it comes to me in a wave. Her other hand massaged the space between my holes; her fingertips gliding back and forth against my taint, lowering to just above my asshole, and then rising to just below my pussy.
