He continued to extend the waves of pleasure.
"Ah... please... not so fast... too fast... stop..." Halueth's lower body was drenched, and he could clearly hear the wet sounds of their collision. His blood was rushing to his head, and he clutched the sheets tightly, veins popping all over his body.
"No... husband... ah... it's too much... oh... ah... ah... ah..."
Both of his most sensitive areas were firmly controlled by Ethlando, and Halueth felt like his body was no longer his own.
He sweated profusely and released a considerable amount of fluids, soaking the sheets beneath them.
Despite reaching the peak of pleasure, he couldn't come down from it. Wave after wave hit him, and the overwhelming sensation made him feel like Ethlando was going to shatter him.
"Ah... no... please... Ethlando... stop... I beg you..." As he moaned with his head thrown back, tears streamed down from the corners of his eyes.
