Charlie's mind could barely keep up with the erotic fox.  Just when he was sure he would die from this new pleasure high, Quin had brought him to, he was taken even higher.<br/><br/>Panting he clung to Quin, not sure which way was up for a moment, but eventually the thought of making his mom feel that good trickled into his mind.  Food and sex always made him think of his mother.<br/><br/>Pressed tight against him, he felt the bulge of Quins erection still as fierce as before if not more so. He curled his legs around him and locked them at his ankles.  "Your mouth. I could get addicted to that. It's dangerous."  He nuzzled back licking at the sweat on his neck. Even that tasted as sweet as he smelled. "But, you really need to take care of this before you go back." He panted softly, tracing one finger along the outline of his swollen length pressing at the fabric.