After his monstrous climax, Andy stretches his arms over his head and lets out a long, deep yawn, closing his eyes, now relaxed after his satisafying orgasm.Soon, he is snoring loudly.
Meanwhile, Evan is still attached to Andy's scrotum, still unconcious. You notice that the creamy cum has cascaded over him, running slowly down his body.After you snicker a bit, you decide to go over and help him before the cum dries on him, imprisoning him.
You make your'e way over to him as he begins to regain conciousness.
Evan wakes slowly, in a drowsy state, forgetting all that had previously transpired.He remembered only when he looked around himself(which wasn't easy since the cum was just starting to harden on him) and saw only flesh on either side of him, and a scattering of pubic hairs which stuck out everywhere around him. It was only then that he remembered the recent events. Instead of fighting to escape in disgust, Evan lay there finding himself getting aroused by the smell of man-musk, the feel of his head resting against the mighty ball-sac; he didn't even care too much about the quickly drying cum all over him, though it was clouding his vision a bit.He tried to wipe a bit away with a hand, but he found that he couldn't move. He was stuck tight.
Your'e standing in front of him, taking in the funny sight.
"What?" Evan asks, thinking this to be the most natural thing in the world.
"Don't worry," you tell him, "I'll get you out."
"What for?" your friend responds, "I like it here. It's nice a warm.Sticky, but warm.
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