I could not keep my own climax back any longer and I spilled into her, my fists clenching the sheets in tights clumps. Slowly then, she raised her head over me and kissed the end, licked it in several circles, then eased it into her warm wet mouth. Sex Across her shoulders and down both arms, kissing her palms and tasting fingers, across her chest just skimming her breasts, then returning to encircle each nipple and nibble it gently, taking each one in my mouth like a starving infant, then down around her navel in odd lazy circles, and past the pale lines that were her badges of childbirth to the delta of fur between her thighs, I wrote the manifesto of our passion and pain. The sensation of her presence overpowering my will, pulling me deeper into that bed we shared. A large flaked, fluffy wet snow that seemed to melt as soon as it hit the ground. Chaste in the beginning, I felt her lips open to me and her tongue flicker across mine.
