I  felt you powerful grip on my hips as you delivered a steady succession of thrusts, working your rigid manhood within my depths. It was so smooth and seamless, as though my body had been waiting for something like this…a feeling to make me feel stronger, bolder, and more determined to rebuild my life. The fact it felt so fucking good was a nice bonus too. As you made love to me, I passionately raked my nails along you back, feeling the manly sinews of your upper body. There was such strength in your flesh…a strength that had helped you rebuild your life. Now, here you were, making love to me. Maybe some of that strength would be imparted to me. Whether that happened or not remained to be seen. I just settle for great sex and a damn good orgasm. That ended up happening sooner than I’d expected. Together, we rocked your couch under the light of the morning sun, our naked bodies moving together in a harmonious union. Your touch, your breath, and your sex sent me down a path of ecstasy, one that culminated in the most satisfying climax I’d had in a long time.

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