Lakama purred in pleasure being surounded by tight, warm walls and the slamming shaft behind him. He felt like he was stuck at his hips and relized that was where Kouta must want him to stay since the thrusting toned down a bit. He couldn't see to well inside Cuan's tailhole but, judging by the thick musk, he was fairly sure cum coated everything inside Cuan up to his stomach.