An unraveling that starts slow and then picks up the pace so that you’re somehow surprised by the sudden onset of pleasure you expected all along. That’s how I come the first time, and as far as inductions go, it’s not a bad one, but the second and third times are even better because both times, Chris is right there with me, the throbbing of his dick matching the pulsing of my walls. The melody of his racing heart, perfectly in tune with my own. Every ounce of his satisfaction, mingling with mine, slipping down my thighs when we finally make our way back to our seats.
