However, Zima suddenly pressed a finger to his lips, a slightly bashful look on his face as he made a soft "shh" gesture.
"Secret? About what?" Damien thought, confused.
Before he could ask, Zima began removing his pants, then paused momentarily before taking off his sleepwear as well, standing fully naked before Damien.
Zima climbed onto Damien, straddling him.
"Whoa… it's so huge!"
It pleased Damien to see that Zima was aroused as well, but he couldn't help noticing the sheer size of it.
While it wasn't quite as unrealistically enormous as others he'd seen, it was still impressively large.
It was perfectly exposed, with a well-defined head and an enticing shape. Even the veins that stood out along its length gave it a commanding, almost artistic appearance.
Though Damien had considered himself reasonably endowed, ever since coming here, he hadn't been able to measure up—except maybe against Elyon.
