Chapter 8 A Broken Gasp

• For a long time Gabriel stayed inside me, the heavy, hard pulse of his cock still twitching against my sensitive walls. We both were recovering from the aftermath of his powerful fucking, our bodies still shuddering from tremors of blissful aftershocks.
• His forehead rested against mine. His big hand continued stroking up and down my bare back, almost tenderly.
• Around us the Orgasm Party continued as if nothing happened. Naked bodies were moving under the strings of light. The steam was still rising from the infinity pool. The loud sounds of other couples, the sharp cries of pleasure, and the deep bass. Everything was happening just the same way.