Posted by romantic on November 28, 2000 at 17:31:25:
: Rom's moment of perfection is upon him. As his lips close around your exquisite toes, he feels the heat deep in his balls and he begins to come, pinned inside his dying beauty. He feels the ecstatic gushing, he feels the softness of your toes with his tongue, and in that heavenly moment, he is dead. The last reflexes of his muscles continue pumping his ejaculation inside you, his toes unclench, all his muscles except his cock relax. He stares, waiting for you.
It takes twenty minutes, but your heart stops and you slump forward, your cheek lays on his chest, your hands still loosely hold the belt with which you killed him. Between your dead bodies lies the garnet-studded dagger handle he used to kill you. Two lovers of death in their macabre marriage bed, united forever.
Dear Jenny -- Thanks for what you've created, allowing me to imagine the simultaneous moments of orgasm and death and for allowing me to see our dead bodies united in our mutual passion. I'll write something soon. In the meantime, I'm with you and you're with me. I love you -- Rom