As his thrusting became erratic, and he tightened his grip around my waist, I knew he was going to finish. Barely able to hold back, I thrust my body into his causing us both to explode simultaneously. Our moans of pleasure echoed off the walls. I could feel the warmth of his juices as he filled me with every drop. We were exhausted. He took a step back, breaking the bond between us and I shifted, turning to lie on my back and I ran my hand over my clit, feeling the juices seep out and onto my fingers. With a content smile across my face and an exhausted, well worked man at my feet, I lay there, still high on a feeling of euphoria, I say to myself quietly. “Wow, this was one hell of a party!”