"Shit, I shouldn't be surprised that we both have multiple orgasms." She murmured.
"At this point nothing surprises me, it only enlightens me. You like to talk dirty and you like to take charge too."
She let out a soft purr, "It's kinda nice to not always be the strong one. That's what I have always loved about you. I can be myself with you, I don't have to be strong."
Trying to lighten the mood I offered up a motto for us, "I like dicks too much to be a dike."
She laughed and agree. "I love you, girlfriend."
"I love you."
We woke a while later, showered, dressed and said goodbye for the day. As she drove away I felt that familiar tear in my eye, remembering that within a few weeks she would be thousands of miles away from me. There is an old saying that keeps me afloat, "Don't be sad it's over... be glad it happened." We still talk on the phone all the time, but I would give anything to see those gorgeous brown eyes poised above me again, begging me to fuck her.
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