Ivanka found that the more intense my orgasm, the more intense her’s was. I reach around to underneath her grabbing her breasts and squeezing them harshly. And with that I grabbed her hips maneuvering myself into position. I raise up off of her, shaking myself and begin rumbling deep in my chest with satisfaction. My chest seems alive as the muscles and bones begin to shift and grow. Seeing a beautiful woman, I mentally want to ravage her, blow her mind to the point where she will never forget the moment; I enter into a deep realm of passion, wanting to feel her, really feel her… not just warmth, you want to consume her completely. She looks at me towering over her somewhat fearfully but unwillingly lustfully. Ivanka is in a stupor of pleasure, moaning through gritted teeth as she rode the waves of her orgasm.
