It was impending, it was resting somewhere behind her eyes, in her calves, and in her dripping wet femininity. So close, it was right there on the precipice, just one more stroke, just one more, right there, just there. And she came, an explosion, lights behind her eyes and she relaxed, spent and satiated, all substance placid and serene.
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