Her orgasm is as intense as it is beautiful to look at. She looks me straight in the eyes as she comes. Her hand grips my hair tightly, her stifled moans turn into panting, and her hips buck several times. I follow her over the edge in less than a few seconds and spill into her in one, two, three, four spurts. The intensity surprises me. Actually, I was completely sure that I got rid of most of it this morning.