Lakama sighed contently as the warm cum rose to his neck. He decided before the cum filled the entire sack he should enjoy himself. He reached through the pool and grasped his shaft and a loud gasp escaped from him. Apparently being pressed against the walls of Nage's massive cock doubled with being coated in cum had put Lakama closer to the edge than he had felt. He grinned widly and squeezed again, causing another wave of pleasure to pulse through him and widening his white grin. He continued pleasuring himself until, just as the cum rose to his mouth, he added his own seed to the mixture. He sat still for a few moments, too caught up in his afterglow to see that cum was beginning to fill his mouth, before trying to lean up into a shrinking air pocket in Nage's ball. But, to his confusion, he had lost most or all feeling in his lower body and his torso was begginning to tingle. He knew what was happening but the seductive musk he was constantly forced to breath in kept him in a trance-like state as cum continued to rise and engulf him.