Clara felt him let go after her words as he finally moved faster but his movenets were still impossibly gentle. She felt so cherished by how he was teating her and gave him back everything that she took as her hips found a rythm with his. It was almost as though they were one as they met stroke for every hot stroke. Her lips melded with his and their tounges danced passionately as came tumbling closer and closer to the edge of extasy.<br/><br/>Her inner walls started to tighten and hold him as though she never wanted to let go. Pressure built and built until she was sure that she would explode at any moment. She was sure that he was not too far behind as his moans along with hers filled the air. When she came it was like a flood of emotion and pleasure all wrapped up into one glorious orgasim that made her cry out ina bsolute pleasure.