A Memorable Encounter Recalled in Reflection

He felt his cock growing in his hand as he thought about their last encounter.
She’d been on top as he lay on his back watching her pleasure herself, his tip caressing her innermost sensitive spots.
Her hands moved to his chest as they gripped and loosened involuntarily, not knowing what they were doing, all of her concentration centered on the orgasm just within her grasp.
She moved rhythmically, pushing herself deeper onto his hardness, grinding and spasming with little moans of uninhibited pleasure, feeling her nipples harden and centering her mind on that one amazing sensation.
With a sudden sharp intake of breath she began to spasm. Her orgasm overtaking her entire being. Her toes curling and her hands suddenly limp while her soft wetness devoured him. He pushed against her shaking body, thrusting his hips hard against her, holding her close and remaining deep inside, his own orgasm beginning. Feeling the head of his cock swelling even bigger, he began shooting his hot seed into her warm depths.
As the last of her quaking subsided, he could feel her continue to grip his cock, squeezing and milking the last of his cum with a thirst he’d never experienced and now wanted to again and again.
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Suddenly back to the present, his cock began twitching and swelling in his hand, shooting a long rope into the air in front of his chair and he continued to stroke, remembering the moment and cumming hard yet again, his cock firm in his hand but now subsiding with the fading memory.