Reconnecting
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I gazed into her eyes, although mine were momentarily foggy.  Her 
face showed delighted pleasure at my slow entry.  Her leg, casually 
over mine, now hooked behind mine and she held me tight.  We were 
connected, and now we could re-connect.  We had been apart too 
long.

Her face at first was smiling, but then the passion began.  The 
corners of her mouth fell somewhat as she judged my intent.  She 
got that cute, studious look she assumes sometimes, and so I had to 
kiss her.  I had to let her know it wasn't all about fucking and 
sucking cum from her.  It was no longer so damned casual.  I kissed 
her, and I meant it.

Our lips touched, gently at first and then they were crushing 
against each other.  My head tilted just a little, and her mouth 
opened.  I love that about her, how she becomes so available for my 
masculinity.  She hadn't insisted on foreplay, but had allowed my 
intrusion into her being.  She was receptive to me and I treasured 
her for that.

My tongue slid deep into her, searching for resistance.  There was 
none.  In fact, her soft exhale was accompanied with a low moan, or 
perhaps it was a whimper.  Then I withdrew my tongue and waited 
patiently for hers to come out after me.  It was me who became 
impatient, and I pressed my face harder against hers as my tongue 
again plumbed her depths.  At the same time, I rocked my hips so 
that I ground against her clit.

We both moaned.

Our kissing grew even more impassioned, if that were possible.  My 
hand stroked her face, her hair, her neck.  Her fingers rubbed my 
back, my shoulders, my spine.  And still we lay on our sides, 
conjoined as we kissed.  I grew breathless with desire for her.  
Pulling back, I saw her eyes open and her look was more than just 
lust.  She desired me.

We smiled at each other, so glad of the opportunity to be together.  
With my cock buried within her, we were like one organism.  We 
moved in unison, joined together.  This is what we treasured, more 
than just raw stimulation of nerve endings.  We had been too long 
apart to merely fuck.

Now she grabbed my hair, as short as it is.  I trembled as she took 
command, pulling my face into position for hard, deep kissing.  It 
was my turn to give up control, to be the one who was being kissed.  
To emphasize the change, I felt her squeeze me repeatedly with her 
pussy.  Her leg drew me in tighter, so that our bodies were mashed 
almost as tightly as our lips.  Her fingers found my buttocks, and 
pulled me closer still, as if she wanted even my balls inside her.

We continued kissing and writhing slowly against each other.  She 
rolled on top of me, her weight feeling so very nice.  I rolled on 
top of her, returning the favor but careful not to pump.  30 
minutes of remaining still inside her had me ready to pop.  
Finally, we ended where we started, on our sides and intertwined.

When I came, it was caused by nothing at all.  I wasn't thrusting 
vigorously.  She wasn't pinching my nipples or saying hot words 
that tripped a breaker in me.  We were kissing, like we had been 
all along, and I just started cumming.  I went to pull out, so that 
my cum was shallow and she could clean what I did not.  But her leg 
hooked my buttocks and she urged me deeper.  My entire cock was 
sheathed in her heat as I poured out my essence.

Still we kissed, until I deflated.  Then, looking her in the eye, I 
began to pull out.  On cue, she rolled onto her back, allowing me 
to slide down and cover her sex with my mouth.  Despite the depth 
of my cockhead, she was already leaking creampie.  I lapped at her 
hungrily, and then scooped some up with my tongue, slathering her 
very erect clit with it.  Then I kissed her properly, sucking her 
pleasure center into my mouth as my tongue massaged it.  I made to 
move my mouth lower, but again her fingers found my hair and she 
held me there.  I continued the sucking and massaging while she 
came, enjoying as always her orgasmic sounds and how she tenses in 
waves.

She finally relaxed and I slid down to clean what had been ejected 
when she came.  My tongue began to slide in, to gather as much as I 
could, when she pulled me up again.  She looked at me intently, 
kissed me.  "I want your cum to drain out all day," she told me.  
"I want to feel you, remember you, all day."

Believe me, I remembered her all day as well.  We had reconnected.

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