We stepped to each other, her arms around my shoulders, my hands on her slender waist.As we stood, feeling the moment of pleasure just being with each... other we slowly cametogether, bare skin touching bare skin, and we embraced. The electricity of this momentwas perfect, we knew that it was right, and our lips met. I could feel her heartbeat, smellthe fragrance of waning perfume along with the sweat of the day's ride, it was very arousing,and I was enchanted by the feel of her skin touching. I pressed in and she gasped and thrust back.I lifted her knees a bit higher, fucked another stroke, more downwards, and her arousal increased. I fucked another stroke, landing with a bump, then another, pressing quite hard now, and another. Her face was young and excited and gorgeous.I began a steady fuck, and in a couple of minutes her face was tensing up, her pulsating pussy was tightening up and her potent pelvis was surging up at me. I leaned on her to stop it rotating my cock right out and. ‘I’ll let you win with this parting gift.’ Something burst from the floor, living lighting, and it lunged at her trying to electrocute her, to knock her out, to overtake her. Alexis felt the lightning penetrate her hellfire, shooting through her, short-circuiting her nervous system, and causing her to collapse to the ground. She fought to stay aware of what was going on, calling out to the air, ‘My hellfire was a gift from my father. He knew I would need something stronger than demon fire. My. That got them both going. The utter absurdity of the situation hit them both. A solitary divorced man and a lonely woman meeting on the highway in the middle of a meteor storm. A long denied man withholding aggressive sex from an anxious willing woman. A man and a woman in love, slapping each other during sex, only to respond with a weak cough and a clutching vagina. Somehow, as odd as it all seemed, it had the making of some great comedy. They both began giggling as David picked up his.