Sooner than I would have liked (she did taste good, and I was enjoying myself), I could tell that she was getting close to having an orgasm. It crossed my mind to try and delay it so that it would be even better for her, but decided that possibly overloading her probably wasn't a good idea. Instead, I had to be content with "just" helping her have a climax -" which wasn't*that* much of a disappointment.

As Nadia's orgasm got closer and closer, her legs slowly drew closer together, too. Her thighs were firmly pressed against my ears when she found her release, but I could still hear the cry she made when it started. I was delighted to see small wavelets of her juices being pushed out of her in time with the spasms I could feel coursing through her body, and happily devoted myself to lapping them up; her reaction told me that I was also intensifying her orgasm somewhat -" but I judged it wasn't enough to cause her any problems, and continued what I was doing.

I'd exhausted the supply of her nectar when her thighs fell away from my ears. Knowing that her climax was all but over, I quickly moved to lay next to her again; taking her into my arms, I held her close as her breathing gradually became more normal. I wasn't prepared when she suddenly gave me a ferocious hug and emotionally told me "Oh, _thank you_, Danny! That felt SO much better than I thought it would, and I never even dreamed that it could make me have an orgasm like that!"

I hugged her back as I told her "I'm glad you liked it, Nadia. I liked doing it, too."

"I could tell", she replied. "I was afraid you were just doing it because I wanted you to, but you kept doing things that felt so*good* to me that I just KNEW you liked it, too."

With that, she moved her head from my shoulder and kissed me -" long, and deep. I was glad to return it, and the two of us spent a little time caressing each other's bodies as our tongues got reintroduced.