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movements lost tempo and became an offbeat staccato. Each surge of her hips was followed by a deep grunt. I could feel her body began to shudder. Her face flushed and her stomach curled in. I exploded into her, years of want released in a volcanic fury. Our eyes never left each other's. Adeline's blissful face driving me further into nirvana. I held her as she shook, her pussy gripping and releasing. She collapsed onto me and began laughing softly.
     
    "That was kind of amazing," I whispered into Adeline's ear. She was dead weight in my arms as she recovered, still laughing. I reached up and massaged her neck softly as I smiled at whatever she found humorous. "What is so funny?" I asked.
     
    "My sister," Adeline said as she sat up. She kissed me deeply. "She said we weren't compatible; that it would be boring."
     
    "It certainly wasn't boring," I added. My arousal remained and Adeline was squeezing me inside her. I laughed, my cock jerking in response. She cradled my face with her hands and kissed me again. She put her forehead against mine and stared into my eyes.
     
    "I don't think your sister likes me," I said with humor. Adeline smiled, moving her hips up and down, teasing me.
     
    "Ignore her. I am. She just wants me to move back in with her." The thought of Adeline possibly leaving struck me harder than I expected. I didn't have the right, but at that moment, I was in my personal heaven and didn't want it to stop.
     
    "I don't want you to leave," I stated. It sounded more like a plea than the request I intended.
     
    "So, you like using me for sex?" Adeline smiled.
     
    "I think you used me," I laughed. My mind flirted with the desires I fully intended to deploy if she decided to stay. Her breasts were rubbing lightly against my chest as she kept me willingly imprisoned on the couch.
     
    "A day at a time," Adeline said, then locked her lips back on mine. Her tongue probed bravely, now knowing what I desired. I pulled her to the left and laid her on the couch, remaining conjoined by twisting until I was on top of her. Between us, we were a mess. The couch would need cleaning.
     
    I slowly withdrew, then reentered Adeline, enjoying the wonderful feel of her wet folds. She wrapped her legs around me and drew me in deeper. Our tongues danced as our hips flowed like ocean waves. Every muscle of hers seemed to know what mine wanted and moved in harmony. Deliberate passion replaced the impetuous movements of only a moment ago. I felt I had more of her now that our original need was sated. It was luxury embodied.
     
    We stayed that way as one, in flesh and mind, for a long time. Adeline urging me with her hands and legs, and I responding to the encouragement. I was rising again, reaching for release and she sensed it. Her hands reached down, grabbing my butt, and pulled me into her. I came again, deep inside. She, with a slight tremor, so much more gentle than the first time. She was smiling when I recovered, her legs spread as wide as the couch would allow.
     
    "You do like using me for sex," Adeline stated. Her eyes were sparkling.
     
    "Yes," I admitted, "very much." Adeline hugged me close like she intended to never let me go. I let my fears go as she held me. I decided to ignore self-imposed waiting rules. I liked her more than I should. I truly didn't want her to leave.
     
    I had made love to a woman with the lights on. Twice. I had done that only once with Jessica. With Adeline, it seemed natural. Adeline was so unashamed about her body; nature was just nature around her. She held no concerns about sharing herself with me. I stood slowly, pulling my sloppy and exhausted tool from between her heavenly legs.
     
    "Come," I said softly, "I want to wash you." I held out my hand which she took in hers. I ignored the obvious need for a new couch as she stood. Such a small price to pay. I led her by the hand to the non-gross shower.
     
     
     
     
     
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    "My breasts aren't that dirty," Adeline said humorously,