<span style="font-style: italic">"Damn, oh god."</span>As Max yelled out, Rimi slowed his pace, pretty proud of himself in the back of his mind. Though, he could not help but smile as Max continued to shake after his release. After all, he was having an amazing release, not a seizure.<br/><br/>"That's the trick to it..." Rimi started, pulling himself out of Max's well punished hole, little Rimi still ripe for service. Not that he minded it all too much. "Yeah... He'll hurt you every time. But little Rimi here just wants to get you all sticky, and as long he does that... I'm good. Now we gotta clean you up again. And I'll make some breakfast." Taking the soap, he started to lather up his hands, rubbing the soap on Max's back, soon moving to his chest. "And maybe tonighy... You can watch me work myself over."