[The squelching noises were terrible. He hated them. They were embarrassing and made him want to die. But, there was nothing he could do, and he was already pretty embarrassed by everything to this point that there was no longer a way to look even more so. Instead, he closed his eyes and grimaced a little. He forgot for a moment about the threat to his arm.
But, he had to admit, the abundance of lubricant was good, it wasn't just trying to get to three as quickly as possible and then bam! It let him get comfortable, it let the sensations linger.
And he was really really dying being restricted and tied up the way he was. He made a pitiful whine as need and desire simply grew more and more without a single outlet.
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But, he had to admit, the abundance of lubricant was good, it wasn't just trying to get to three as quickly as possible and then bam! It let him get comfortable, it let the sensations linger.
And he was really really dying being restricted and tied up the way he was. He made a pitiful whine as need and desire simply grew more and more without a single outlet.
Torture! A total S! A TOTAL S!]