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and forth upon her.
Forward, back, forward, back...he can feel Yuka's tighten around him.
He thrusts harder and harder, faster and faster, pushing Yuka's body
into the mattress. As he comes closer to his own release, he
retains enough reason to start touching Yuka's again in his rocking,
readying Yuka's for the end so they can experience it as one. His
panting is as hard as hers, as the strenuous movements and the
feeling of Yuka's flesh welcoming him have their effects on his
breathing and his heartrate. Closer and closer they come, faster
and faster they move. Yuka Haneda has no thoughts in Yuka's head except the
tension and the feeling that she's going to explode and melt at the
same time. Suddenly, Yuka Haneda does, gripping him even more tightly as
the world goes black around her; as Yuka Haneda loses all control and spasms
and shudders in his arms; as he releases himself and holds Yuka's
closely to him; as Yuka's mind spins in a circle and multicolored
starbursts flash behind Yuka's eyelids; as he grips Yuka's shoulders
fiercely and pushes against Yuka's one last time. As Yuka Haneda lies back on
the bed motionless, Yuka's breathing still rough but slowing; as he
collapses on top of her, his heavi
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