The sudden change in sensation is intense, almost tickling but somehow much much more.  The texts described this as well, but no words on paper could do any of these sensations justice.  Karanissa whimpers in delight at the way her wife is building up her pleasure, the growing heat like a ball of liquid fire in her middle, warming her whole body with waves of need.  She writhes in rising tempo, her hips rolling gently of their own accord to push herself against her love.<br/><br/>"<em>Oh... Goddess... Kirae!</em>"<br/><br/>She gasps as the first orgasm of the night grows toward a peak within her, sending ecstatic fire to wash over her in waves from her belly to her head, the tips of her toes, her fingers, grasping at the bedding with her fine slender fingers as she moans loudly, not holding back her own cries of love and ecstasy.  Her whole body tenses up as a warm gush of slippery moisture coats Kirae's lips, her legs crossed and locked behind Kirae.   The moment seems to last forever, and Karanissa never wants it to end...