[ 'Good boy,' Sherwood says, and it promptly has Fuuta shuddering as his body squeezes around Sherwood's cock from base to tip. -- that's right. He's doing well, isn't he? He really did take the whole thing like he said, so. ]
Ah, wai -- [ His brain's struggling to process anything though, and he's a beaet slow to react when hands grip around his hips. Even his protest comes mumbly and quiet, barely comprehensible at all, and cutting off with a shivering moan when he's up onto his knees, legs shaking weakly. ] -- wait, wait just a ...
[ Actually, pausing like this is almost worse than the intense pressure of Sherwood pulling out; the curve of his cock and the shape of its head has an incredible pressure bearing right down on his prostate. The only thing scarier is the impending impact of when he's tugged back down. ]
... gimme a little more of your -- stuff. The magic? [ That's not an unreasonable thing to ask for, right? Fuuta tugs at Sherwood's clothes with both hands as he slurs out his demand. ] Just a little more'd be fine, right?
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Ah, wai -- [ His brain's struggling to process anything though, and he's a beaet slow to react when hands grip around his hips. Even his protest comes mumbly and quiet, barely comprehensible at all, and cutting off with a shivering moan when he's up onto his knees, legs shaking weakly. ] -- wait, wait just a ...
[ Actually, pausing like this is almost worse than the intense pressure of Sherwood pulling out; the curve of his cock and the shape of its head has an incredible pressure bearing right down on his prostate. The only thing scarier is the impending impact of when he's tugged back down. ]
... gimme a little more of your -- stuff. The magic? [ That's not an unreasonable thing to ask for, right? Fuuta tugs at Sherwood's clothes with both hands as he slurs out his demand. ] Just a little more'd be fine, right?