[She keeps calling his name until it gets stuck in her throat and it comes out strangled and incoherent as her orgasm hits her. Her thighs are shaking, her entire body's convulsing, her knees threatening to give out on her... Angela feels like she's on fire and she's going to die but it's the best death ever and a fantastic way to go.
And one the waves die down, she slumps back against the counter, grateful she has some support because she'd be face down on the kitchen floor, a puddle of satisfaction.]
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And one the waves die down, she slumps back against the counter, grateful she has some support because she'd be face down on the kitchen floor, a puddle of satisfaction.]