"It doesn't hurt. Your hands are soft," he told her. His body was now hers. He wanted to kiss her, to keep her close, but he also wanted this. As she caressed his shaft, waves of pleasure shuddered through his body, as a result of being so long without release. It was only heightened by the fact that she was the one he desired to be with. He'd never felt this way about any of the people he serviced, and the focus was never on his pleasure, only theirs. A part of him felt guilty for taking this pleasure, and he naturally did everything he could to keep from spilling his seed, yet he tried to push down his barriers.<br/><br/>She was so beautiful as he looked her over. A soft nubile body, supple breasts, and her fox ears and tail only added to her perfection. Her tail was flicking around, occasionally rubbing against his leg which only added the the arousal. "You are the most beautiful woman I have ever met," he said in his heightened state. He didn't say this only because he was in euphoria, but because it was something he believed the entire time they were together. He looked into her eyes, enjoying every stroke, every touch of her hand. He was in heaven, and she an angel.