Lui, mid-stroke, blinked at Juliana's outstretched hand like she'd just asked him to help her change a car tire in the middle of an orgy. She wanted to hold his hand?
Right before getting absolutely wrecked by Artis' monster cock?
Sure. Why not.
It's totally normal for a husband to hold his wife's hand while a tall, muscular sex god rearranges her insides, right? It's just good manners.
'Well, I only need one hand to jerk off anyway… and honestly, I kinda wanna feel how she takes that thing…'
With an internal shrug, Lui reached out his left hand, keeping his right firmly wrapped around his sad little carrot. The moment their fingers intertwined, his eyes widened.
'What the fuck?!'
