He grunted and chuckled roughly as he felt her body go tense. Inside and outside, it was like he was in contact with her every inch. The came together...in a most intimate way.To say they were spent doesn't do the aftermath justice. April's bones turned to jelly though her lungs pumped like they were still fucking. Her head lay back weakly on Lucas's chest. Her legs slid out from under her and fell to the sides of the massage table.Just closing her mouth so she could swallow and moisten was a. I was moaning and clutching and meeting his thrusts with my body. This was more like it, this felt so good, he wanted to do it again and again and so did I. After he came, I wanted to go to the restroom for a moment; he noticed there was a spot of blood on the bed. But I soon came back ready for more.We went on like this for several hours, we didn’t want to stop or break the mood, but we were both getting tired.We made love again and again, with lots of foreplay and sometimes just talking about. Now she sat eating a small salad at a table, alone, in the corner. They all said she had a horrible scar on her face and was very standoffish because of it, very self conscious about her appearance. They made fun of her when telling me so I walked away from most of the other people there. Her dark brown hair was carefully brushed so it covered the right side of her face. She perpetually kept her head down as much as possible, trying to cover it. It was only the second show I’d been to at this. "It's up to you." She smiled wider, and waved at the TV. "So what are your favorite movies?" Oh, either Die Hard, or Terminator." Liar!" she laughed."Huh?" You're lying." She had that blinding smile on again. "You're way too much of a softy for that. I'll bet it's really Sleepless in Seattle or some other chick flick." A softy? Me?" I said."Yup. I see right through you," she grinned.I didn't admit it right then, but she was right. Except she had the wrong Meg Ryan chick flick--it was When Harry.