Shadow straddled you with a powerful confidence, his thick, muscled thighs pressed against your body. Your hands instinctively reached up and squeezed his wobbling meat, relishing the feeling of his soft, jiggly flesh under your palms. But as you began to get a little too excited, he leaned down and spoke to you in a stern, dominant tone. "Don't get ahead of yourself, buddy," he said, his eyes locking onto yours. "I'm only doing this because I want to. It doesn't mean anything more than that."