Breasts pressed against muscular chest, drenching sweat, sensual sentiments conveyed in inflections spoken through deep breaths, the thorough enjoyment of soft wetness sliding up and down the full length of semi-rigid girthy hardened flesh, the intentional slow pace to make sure every inch of euphoria is felt, the bulbous tip that is rubbed against the pleasure receptive throbbing clit, the primal fucking — the wild kissing, the adrenaline induced thrusting before the first explosion, the letting go of inhibition, the internal stretching and the feeling of the depth of him in her favorite positions, the teasing whispers that increase the intensity like a feather or tips of the fingers brushing against erect nipples, the vibrating plug that increases the want for anal, the skillful use of the tongue that leads her to say, goddamn, baby, I’m going to cum; the absolute hunger for endless pleasure, the way she looks at him when he loudly releases inside of her, the beauty of a blooming flower when they simultaneously climax together, the fulfillment of primal lust when they fuck again in the shower under warm water.