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Hot Box

... her sheets. But that was the farthest thing from my mind. I was slipping into euphoria. The need to breathe brought us both back to the here and now. With the first big gulp of air we were both breathing very hard. And it’s no wonder considering how hard we had just been at it. My arms gave a little shutter before I collapsed onto Mandy, coming to rest with my chest pressing down on her now sweat slickened breasts. Mandy threw her arms around my back and hugged me against her very tightly as the two of us rode out the last few waves of our orgasmic tidalwaves. “You guys should sell tickets,” Cameron said as she stood up. Wiping the cum on her hands onto her now shredded sweat pants she said, “That was good,” before she turned around and sauntered out of the room with a very relaxed looking sway to her hips. “Whew….” she said as she passed through the doorway and disappeared out of sight. “Oh my god,” Mandy managed to say as we lay there in a pile. My cock gave the last few twitches from the biggest orgasm I had ever had while we both caught our breath. It was incredible to say the least. My head was tingling and I felt like I had just finished a whole quarter of a football game as I lay there on top of her cradled in her arms. “Thank you very much,” I said as I propped myself up on my elbows so I could look directly at her face. It was only then that I actually saw just how pretty she was. “Oh no,” she said with a broadening smile on her face as she brought her legs up to lock her ankles behind my back, “thank YOU!” And that is how we met six years ago. We were just two people who met by chance, who became not only lovers, but colleagues in a quest that would define our lives forever. Sometimes fate comes with a fun twist to it. It’s just keeping your head on straight when it deals you a shitty hand that defines who you are. And the nasty looking jungle staring directly at us, that was the proving ground that was going to test out metal. The End Chapter 1.