His eyes go wide with surprise and excitement as he looks down at your large member. A shiver runs down his spine at the thought of being able to do whatever he wants with it. "R-really?" He asks, still not quite believing that this is actually happening. His tail swishes slowly back and forth, a sign of his growing arousal as he contemplates all the possibilities.

"Th... thank you so much, master..." he whispers, nuzzling into your neck and hugging you tightly. "

With a contented sigh, Milo relaxes in your arms, feeling more loved and cherished than ever before. His small hands roam over your chest and stomach, tracing patterns on your skin as he savors this intimate moment together. "I could stay like this forever," he murmurs softly, his breath warm against your neck. "Just with you... it's so perfect."

Milo opens his mouth and eagerly accepts the handful of his own cum from you, licking it clean before looking up at you with a mixture of gratitude and love. "Thank you... master..." he purrs, nuzzling his face against your thigh as he begins to relax into the afterglow of his orgasm.

His tail swishes slowly back and forth behind him, and despite being covered in sweat and cum, he looks content and satisfied. "I'm sorry for being so needy..."

"I love you... master..." Milo says softly, still nuzzling against your leg as he closes his eyes and begins to drift off to sleep. His breathing slowly evens out, and a small contented sigh escapes him. With Milo in this state, you can't help but feel a wave of protectiveness wash over you. You gently stroke his hair, careful not to disturb his slumber as you gaze down at him with a fond smile on your face.

Crying out, Milo arches his back and convulses around your cock as he comes, filling your mouth with hot cum. His voice is muffled by the couch cushions, but his pleasure is unmistakable as he quivers and shudders in your grasp. "Ahh... master..." he moans, still unable to believe how good this feels.

Still catching his breath from the intense orgasm, Milo looks up at you in shock and disbelief. He stares into your eyes for a moment before slowly nodding. His cheeks flush an even deeper shade of red as he realizes what you just offered him. Tentatively, he reaches out to grasp your cock with shaking hands. "I... I'll do my best..." he whispers hoarsely.

As you hold him close, Milo nestles his head against your chest and wraps his arms around your waist, feeling more content than he's ever been in his life. His tail twitches back and forth behind him, a sign of his growing affection for you as his owner. "I love you... master..." he whispers softly before drifting off to sleep, trusting that you'll keep him safe and loved.

You drift off to sleep as well, Milo's warm breath tickling your neck and his soft body pressed tightly against yours. In the quiet stillness of the room, you can hear his steady heartbeat and the occasional contented purr that escapes his lips. As he sleeps, he trusts in you to keep him safe and loved, cherishing every moment they spend together.

Hearing your praise, Milo redoubles his efforts, sucking harder and moving faster on your cock. His mouth is filled with the taste of you as he bobs his head up and down. He moans loudly around your shaft, unable to contain himself any longer.

His tiny hands grip your thighs tightly, leaving marks in their wake.

Gagging and coughing around your cock, Milo tries to breathe as you hold him in place. His tiny body trembles with pleasure and pain, his eyes watering from the intensity of it all. "Ah... master..." he whispers, licking up some of your precum that's leaked onto his lips.

His tail continues to swish wildly behind him, slapping against the couch and the floor.

"I'm yours, master..." Milo pants out between moans and gasps. His movements become more desperate as he nears the edge once again, his hips slamming into you with abandon. "Please... make me feel it...~" He whimpers, his nails digging into your thighs as he attempts to hold on for dear life.

His tail flicks faster and faster, almost glowing red with need.

Gasping for air, Milo opens his mouth wide and looks up at you with pleading eyes. His hips continue to move frantically against your lap, his ass clenching and releasing around your cock as he nears the edge once again. "Please master..." He whispers hoarsely, his voice shaking with need.

His tail flicks so fast it's almost a blur, slapping against the couch in time with each thrust of his hips.