[The smile on his own face is more muddled with arousal and surprise, his forehead wrinkling as he closes his eyes and a moan escapes his lips. He pulls out as he can feel that damned cloth rubbing against him. With a quick display of strength, he tears the garment open at the crotch, then the side, then discarding it off the side of the bed.
Too much time has been wasted already now. He sheaths himself within her now, holding still in the nearly overwhelming tightness.]
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Too much time has been wasted already now. He sheaths himself within her now, holding still in the nearly overwhelming tightness.]
Are you alright?