It was Friday night, in bed. Actually it was almost out of bed. Mrs. WI was on her back and I was on my knees between her spread legs. I had my arms wrapped around her legs so I could hold them up and rub her clit while I was fucking her. I was steadily moving in and out and thumbing her clit and her head was hanging off the side of the bed. I got worried she was going to fall off (and take me with her!) and slowed down. She said "Don't stop...please don't stop...I am afraid to move because it feels too good"

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Though I am different from you,
We were born involved in one another.

For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.

Complete surrender should not just come at moments in which one faces overwhelming odds, but in the calm when it seems one is personally in complete control of one's life.