Leila quickly scooped all the cum from her body—finger by finger—and greedily drank it down, never breaking eye contact with Erik. After everything was gone, she moved on to his cock. All the while, Erik looked down at her imperiously, arms crossed.
As he enjoyed her service, he couldn't help but think back to the night before. Ravaging five women simultaneously using his new spatial affinity and linking the sensations to himself was… a kind of folded pleasure that he discovered was incomparable to having just one woman pleasing his one cock.
Yet, he breathed a sigh of relief. 'It's good I can still enjoy this,' he thought to himself as Leila's slightly rough tongue made his spine shiver a little. 'I didn't really think about it then, but it would have sucked if every 'normal' night afterwards would have felt dim and grey by comparison.'
