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When I finally reach the bottom of the Great Pixies' Chain of Pleasure, in a state of absolute rapture the likes of which I have never before experienced, I collapse in a delightfully satiated heap just below Lilith on the stairs. My head lolls backwards, my tongue hangs from my open mouth, and my legs sprawl.

I'm too far gone to think at this point, but sometime later it will occur to me that I've just discovered an unexpected benefit to this design --- the pleasure itself that one experiences during the ride prompts one to assume the perfect position for future sliders at the end of it! The next slider can cum down even before I finish my orgasm, because I'm already in the correct slide formation! (That OldFart's a genius, I tell you!)

But it'll be another hour or two before I regain my logical function --- meanwhile, I lie back in utter delight, and wait for the next slider....... Whoever it will be.........................