[There's little more that Natsume's body can give at this point. By the time he feels Kleken orgasm inside him again his mind is already lost to the overwhelming sensations of it all. Natsume would keep going for as long as Kleken needed, but where the other man was finally finding clarity, he'd finally hit the point where he was too pleasure-addled to string two thoughts together.
He's still trying to milk an orgasm out of the tentacle in his mouth as though it were another cock when yet another orgasm of his own builds low in his gut. It makes his back arch sharply when it hits, a dry one this time that has him whining. There's tears in his eyes from the aching pleasure of it, his cock twitching in the embrace of the tentacles wrapped around it.
Oh... he was going to have dreams of those tentacles haunting him later.]
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He's still trying to milk an orgasm out of the tentacle in his mouth as though it were another cock when yet another orgasm of his own builds low in his gut. It makes his back arch sharply when it hits, a dry one this time that has him whining. There's tears in his eyes from the aching pleasure of it, his cock twitching in the embrace of the tentacles wrapped around it.
Oh... he was going to have dreams of those tentacles haunting him later.]