There is nothing more beautiful than feeling you come and at that same moment feeling my own orgasm wash over me. When our climaxes coincide, the world truly ceases to exist — only light, sound, tremor, and absolute unity remain, impossible to put into words. I feel you pulsing inside me or on me, and this pulsation triggers a chain reaction in my body, and I explode with you, and we both scream, and that scream merges into one voice — the voice of two people who have become one. We come together because we breathe the same air, we think the same thought, we want the same thing at this very moment — and when it happens, I know we are made for each other. With me, you don't just come — you give me the most precious gift: your orgasm reflected in mine. And that reflection is infinite