She sat up on him then, sinking low, lower, trying to press him into her core, she wanted to feel him buried so far within her that she could taste hi... in her mouth. He groaned and arched his back slightly, giving her a few more centimeters to a depth that seemed immeasurable. She was looking down at him through half closed eyes, their pleasure like a wave they were surfing together, and he reached for her hands, holding tightly. ‘Do you really see God?’ he asked hoarsely, his breath coming. Her eyes slippedclose and lips gently parted, ending over three yearsof being physically apart. Breathing him, tasting him,feeling him… it was surreal. She reached up and idlyheld part of his shirt in her hand, helplessly wantinghim closer to her. His kisses were so soft and hetasted so familiar. She felt like she had been asleepfor a thousand years, waiting for this moment, waitingfor him to kiss her right at this minute, right at thisspot. “Mike…” his name eased from. .. more ... gimme more ... keep it comin' baby ... I'm comin' soon ... I'm comin' soon ... ahhhh yaaaahhh ... drive it baby ... drive it all the way home." She was breathing hard and gasping out her words as well. "I'm almost there ... awwwwwh yaaaahhh ... yaaaahhh..."I was plunging into her at a frantic pace I knew I couldn't sustain. It was almost over for me and I could only hope that she would finish before I did. As it happened, we exploded almost at the same instant my cock began to swell. I am aCOPY of Marek. The original one was still living his (my) life in my oldvillage. From this point on I realized I was a different person.Me and Joe went to the place the Monks found out and the landlord, assoon as he saw Joe, started to complain about the delayed payment.Fortunately I had brought some cash and could pay the debt. We wereallowed to enter the room. We found out all his things were intact. Wewere lucky: he had documents and we discovered that his true name wasThomasz of.