Masked intamacy

The slickness of her lips as I slide myself inside her.
The warmth of her core runs through cock into my heart
We are plugged in, yet there is a distance
Like looking through some one else's eyes 
The feeling of our sex undeniable,
The sound of my breath like a freight train, my face is flush, 
She looks at me like she sees me from afar, 
She is torn between the feelings of our friction lubricated by her arouse and the desire to kiss a mouth not accessible 
The motion of our arousel increases as does the intensity of disconnection, 
She reaches up and covers the holes on my gas mask, 
My lungs serge for air as I now pound her furiously 
The mix of sex and depleted oxygen, 
My head swims as I explode inside her, 
The hot liquid of her ejaculation soaks us both
She releases the mask and I rip it off
Cold air clashes against my face as we continue to cum together juices flow to the sheets now pooled in the wetness of our sex
The intensity starts to pass
I reach my face down to kiss her as we smile and welcome the reconnection of soul with touch
Her thighs spasm as I suck her tongue like she sucks my cock
As I pull out of her we both moan, 

I lay there catching my breath, She lays there playing with the mask.