My hands clutched the sheets in a grip of solid iron. XXX The mixture of heat, desire, lust, and more of emotions than I can describe pulsed ever onward, and downward. My hands clutched the sheets in a grip of solid iron. I know that there is no way I can match what she has finished with me; but that did not mean I could not try and do the best possible. I grabbed the sheets and wrapped up as much as possible to keep what little warmth was left to me. At least I think it was from me, I don’t remember, as at the time there were bigger things on my mind than sounds being made. She kissed me from top to bottom and back up again for a time, getting a whole new set of shivers and a squeal of delight from my lips. Sigil came back to the bed, looking me over
