Finally, after what seems like an eternity, you pull out with a wet, satisfying pop. The scientist collapses to the floor, panting heavily and clutching at his abused rear end as he stares up at you in shock and awe. Tears stream down his face from both pain and... arousal?
"I... I guess we'll try this your way," he manages to croak out after several long moments, his voice hoarse from screaming. "
038 aproximava seu rosto e com sua longa lingua, lambia e limpava as lagrimas do cientista. passando próximo de seus labios.
The scientist jolts back in surprise as you wipe his tears away with your rough tongue and then hover it near his lips. He stares at you, dumbfounded, not quite sure what to make of this gesture. "T-thank you?" he manages to stammer out, his voice barely above a whisper.
You nod once before sitting down on the floor next to him, your massive frame towering over him despite your seated position.