I collapse completely spent. You roll over and and hug my head to you're breasts. I can feel you tremble, and then I notice I too am trembling. We lay...close together clinging to each other as we recover from our union. Our bodies drenched in sweat our breath coming in ragged gasps. We both fight for air holding tight to each other. Our breathing slows to normal and the trembling slowly stops. You look down and say,"do you think you can do it again." Damn I hope so" is my almost to quick. “Jesse, are you feeling okay?” she asked a few minutes later.“Yeah, I’m fine. Thanks for the ski jacket. I’m hoping they’ll open Grouse Mountain this weekend.”“Are you going with Candice if it is open?” his mother persisted.“No, she won’t have her skis until she brings them down after Christmas. Otherwise, yes, she likes to ski. Her family has a place at Kimberly.”“What about your friends ... Jack and Bob?”“Jack is working weekends since he’s low man on the totem pole, and Bob doesn’t ski. I’ll. We kept the crazy rhythm, fucking for what seemed like hours. Hours of heaven. My thighs squeezing together around his hips, I narrowed the space inside of me, giving him more friction, filling me up more."At last he caught hold of his orgasm. First bouncing me high, nearly off his dagger, then it pierced back deep inside. There it sprayed out his thick white nectar. He yelled out his pleasure, pressing hard into me, pushing his pubic bone against my clit, his cock throbbing. The wildness of. Each blink of your wide, blue eyes is still a bit heavy,and you still whimper and coo occasionally, the glow surrounding you.You'd heard about multiple orgasms, but...You finish rubbing down your tresses with the towel, and switch on theblow-dryer. Such an immense amount of hair will take quite a while todry. In the meantime, you just stand there, vaguely looking at yourimpossibly beautiful reflection, and remembering the amazing experiencethat you've just had.You seem to remember fantasising.