<strong>Lionel Porter<br/>Time; Evening, Day 1<br/>Location; Lionel’s Dormitory<br/>Tagged; Giselle, no-one else</strong><br/><br/>Lionel's eyes were shut tight as he was so eager to cum now, especially when he had just had Giselle lick and taste his pre which was, according to her at least,<em>"Mmm....good to the last drop."</em>This was quite unbelieveable for the Leo-Sapien, such a filthy thing delicious, but then again the whole idea of intercourse, according to cloth, was dirty and yet Lionel couldn't have had enough of Giselle's juices when she orgasmed over and over into his mouth. The question that followed, however, wasn't answered when Giselle wanted it to, as Lionel was just trying to keep himself together before letting out quite the load roar as she licked his member from top to bottom, coating his cock in her saliva. And afterwards Giselle did no less than jerk him off, to which Lionel tried to answer her question by taking a deep breath. "Giselle...I cannot cast it...'twas my final wish from...from Zenithia...however, you can...just say this...Lady Zenithia...make our dreams reality as my one desire, come 'morrow I shall follow your call. Dream-morph..." soon shortly this was flooded with moans and growls, Lionel's head shaking vigorously as he cane to bear with what she was doing to his member, wanting to cum so badly.