'Made it!' sighing in relief, Andrew closed the door, still clad in his underwear due to having ran out of the lake in a pretense of escaping Bernadette's question.
Whilst…
"Shit" Andrew muttered a low curse, not sensing Mia's presence, he quickly sat crossed legs in a lotus position, closing his eyes, he held out his two hands above his knees, pinching both fingers with a meditating look of someone who was about to receive enlightenment on his face.
Chanting the Carnal Origin Mantra, his voice trailed off…
"Mouth Swallow"
"Breast Feast"
"Pussy Devour"
"Dick Thrust…"
Bang!
Unable to contain it any longer, the refining cycle he had forcefully halted to stop his breakthrough resynchronized , connecting his almost severed median in the process.
"Thank goodness" Andrew muttere…
But he wasn't done yet… Concentrating, it didn't take him long to form a very blurry mental image of his diatan.