Submissions by Shakti

A ball of oneness, we are curled together, interpenetrated. Our hearts are open, I feel you feeling me. There is a sweet softness within me, I taste you with every part of me open to your touch. I cannot tell where I end and you begin - our softening strength in the wet thickness of our recent orgasm is blending together and eachother's parts are ours as our love suffuses our worlds, softening and sealing us into a happy, quiet ball of integrated joy in the lingering afterglow of ecstasy. We stay like that for moments sweet enough to be savored timelessly. Only the rising sun reminds me of...