Elijah lay on Maddi for a moment, enjoying her soft caresses and, oh, the kisses.  He wondered about fate sometimes.  All the What Ifs that come together to make one man's life.  What If he had not crashed on this island, What if he had not done what he did the last two days, What If, What If.  These thoughts ran through his head.  He had by divine providence, ended up here in the arms of a beautiful, dynamic, loving woman.  The first woman to raise these feelings in him since his heart had been torn so many years ago.  Why was he so lucky?<br/><br/>Tired of holding himself over her, and not wanting to burden her with his full weight, Elijah wrapped his arms around her and rolled over, pulling Maddi on top of him.  The movement pulled his now soft cock out of Maddi and he could feel his cum begin to run out of her and down onto his groin.  He pulled her head down to his and kissed her, once again feeling emotions long buried.  He reached his hands down her back in long strokes and began to caress her ass, soft, yet firm.  The combination causing some blood to flow back into his cock.  But even though the sensations were divine, he wasn't regaining his form, he knew, without a little help.<br/><br/>Elijah pulled out of the kiss, "Your body laying on top of mine is a feeling I could truly get used to.  Right now, my mind is willing, but my flesh...well my flesh has forty-two years of experience.  But I bet that with a little encouragement, I will soon be able to ravish you one more time."  He smiled, knowing if this minx couldn't revive him for one more go around, he must be nearly dead.  But what a way to go...