He knew that, ergo, nothing was even said that could be taken as a stop. He didn't want it to. He wasn't going to be any more ready, at this point it was all nerves. His valve continued to milk him too, flexing and rippling tightly around his spike.
And while his fans were on, and he moaned and panted and squirmed, he seemed no closer to overload that he had been earlier. Genuinely enjoying it, but that stamina was a bit much for someone who'd never done it before.
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Date: 2015-10-10 01:02 am (UTC)And while his fans were on, and he moaned and panted and squirmed, he seemed no closer to overload that he had been earlier. Genuinely enjoying it, but that stamina was a bit much for someone who'd never done it before.