*Andre 'AAACCKS!' right up until his much larger rump slams up against the member, pressing up against it and severely dimpling the head.  But, it seems to have stopped his blitz into it.* HEE-GUSLPSH! *Andre had started to cry for help, only to have a small rush of liquid further fill up the puddle he was still laying in, choking off his cry. He lifts up some of his upper body, trying to get free, as more of the stuff soaks into his fur, however, the liquid from this one seems slightly diffrent from the lower member, maybe somewhat more sinister.  It seems to cling...  then a gush piped from the lower member's sac clears it away.  The upper reserves seem depleted, for the moment... or maybe it comes from deeper within...*