We moved together in measured strokes. Synchronized. Our bodies reacted to each other in perfect time. Almost leisurely. I never wanted it to end. I needed to cum so bad. Again, I tried to increase my pace, adding a little aggressive pump -- punctuating the end of each stroke.

"You getting close?" Tara asked, investigating my face.

For a moment, I was back in bed with Kate. With my wife. Are you close was code for it's time to pull out now. I flinched, waiting for Tara to tell me the same thing.

"Yeah," I said, so selfishly reluctant to slip away. It went beyond my basic desire to finish...