"You simply lack the self control to keep it up. You let out a loud, lewd cry and the crowd of station-goers gasp. Your member flexes and fires fountainous gushes of cum. It surges forth from your equine glans, splattering into the crowd and raising shocked cries. You tremble and dry-orgasm from your ass fingering, thighs quaking in delight.
Dimly, you’re aware of flashing around you as the assembled voyeurs take photos of your fair, cum-splattered body. You bask in the afterglow for a good long while. Once you start getting cold, you pick yourself up and gather your things, feeling a fuzzy sense of fulfillment."
€: It's also spelled "self-control"
Dimly, you’re aware of flashing around you as the assembled voyeurs take photos of your fair, cum-splattered body. You bask in the afterglow for a good long while. Once you start getting cold, you pick yourself up and gather your things, feeling a fuzzy sense of fulfillment."
€: It's also spelled "self-control"
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