Her orgasm rolled over her in a series of waves that seemed to go on forever.When it had passed, we both stopped moving and just held each other.“Wo...!” I gasped. “That was more intense than anything we’ve ever done. And what’s with the new vocabulary?”“That’s the only word that seemed to fit. Jennifer was right. I needed a goodbye fuck!” she panted.I was softening, so I rolled off of her and pulled her into a cuddle. We lay there in the twilight, recovering.“You OK?” I asked.“Yes, it’s the only. She was still fast asleep. Apparently the beer had more of an effect on her. She looked so beautiful under the cover of the morning skies as the sun began to rise in all it’s glory. The rising waters were splashing at her inner thighs as well, but yet she remained asleep to the world. I sat for some time just admiring her gorgeous hair and face in the morning light as she lay there quietly in the sand. After a while the tide had risen to the point where the waters were reaching all the way up. “Well, that explains it then,” I said as I looked down on his boner. It had made a tent in his boxers. He quickly covered it up with his hands and was really embarrassed. “It’s fine. Don’t worry, I won’t tell Shanaya,” I said as I laughed.He smiled awkwardly. Then the slut in me took over. I went close to him and whispered in his ear, “I can help you finish if you want.” I touched his dick over his shorts. I sensed a pulse run through it as I said that, but he was shocked.“What!? No. What are. I hadn't take into account how cruel a bitch fate could be nor that time was one chicken shit motherfucker.Though her looks hadn't changed that much , her soul had become the spiritual equivalent of dog shit. I couldn't blame the man seeking affection elsewhere, though I might have done things differently as I am no fan of floss . I disliked my client and it was evident in my demeanor. I tried to fake smiles and agree to get along, but she read me like an ironic 'no smoking' sign on.