She accommodates the volume of his output well, considering the lack of notice she had to prepare for it. He feels her swallow as his orgasm cascades through his narrow body, emptying his mind and loins alike.
Maybe something else has been drawn out of him, too, because when it's over and she pulling back, spluttering and breathless, he can't raise his head, much less his body. He's lying prone on the mattress like a stunned victim thrown clear of an accident, white still eroding the edges of his vision as he blinks in the afterglow.
When he feels like he's able again, he raises himself on his elbows, staring at his slackening and lipstick-smeared cock and then at Misa's face. There's really not much to say following that, is there? Did she such out his confusion, any potential for anger or second thoughts?
It doesn't really matter. He made up his mind before she got to her knees in front of him.
"I've never had it done like that," he says honestly, also panting. "Are... you OK?"
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Date: 2015-08-27 04:50 am (UTC)Maybe something else has been drawn out of him, too, because when it's over and she pulling back, spluttering and breathless, he can't raise his head, much less his body. He's lying prone on the mattress like a stunned victim thrown clear of an accident, white still eroding the edges of his vision as he blinks in the afterglow.
When he feels like he's able again, he raises himself on his elbows, staring at his slackening and lipstick-smeared cock and then at Misa's face. There's really not much to say following that, is there? Did she such out his confusion, any potential for anger or second thoughts?
It doesn't really matter. He made up his mind before she got to her knees in front of him.
"I've never had it done like that," he says honestly, also panting. "Are... you OK?"