by Xantu
"... covering Junie's lips, stifling Junie's building moans of ecstasy, seeming to feed on the energy of the sounds leaving Junie's lips as her cries swelled to a crescendo of muffled ululations. Junie lost all awareness of the passage of time; it seemed like she was caught up in a swirling maelstrom, riding the winds of her climax as it lifted and tossed her."