The Merman, My Man by Black Velvet Chapter 22
In my dazed stupor, I knew that there was no turning back. I shook my head to clear my mind, only to drown again in the stimulation of his embrace, unable to escape.
My mouth couldn’t help but gape open from the multiple sensations of pleasure as a stream of saliva dripped from my mouth.
Both my underwear and my pants were already wet. Of course, I knew what that was. I had gotten wet from the merman’s stimulation.
The embarrassment I felt was extreme, I couldn’t believe that I could get wet from being toyed with by a beast.
I forced myself to be sober. With whatever conscious thought I had left, I gulped down the accumulated saliva in my mouth and clenched my jaw.
I had also inadvertently clamped my legs around his tail.
His member swelled even larger, it seemed like Dicken didn’t expect me to be so compliant. Even I thought I would be too embarrassed to do something like that.
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