As she continued along, switching both heads, the merman was taking the lesson to heart. She could be a being to bring him great pleasure and desires, if she were feeling up to it. She had demonstrated the harsher side of her to some extent, but he would certainly need a lesson in that later if he made a mistake. His head picked up to watch his member disappearing into her throat, the thin tip weaving around her uvula and suppressing the gag reflex until the fatter part filled up her mouth. As such, she was actually able to comfortably take in half of his length, and even further if she could suppress the reflex. She kept going like this, while her hands massaged the other member, causing his body to shake and rather suddenly release a cry of pleasure.<br/><br/>With the member embedded in her mouth, his seed began to spill. It came out of his members in one long, continuous stream, no pulsing as a human’s would. It was very, very thick, but surprisingly not very salty at all, more of just a plain and unrevolting flavor. It could easily fill her mouth up twice, and the member clutched in her hands was squirting it quite readily over her digits. It would slip off easily in the water, though, floating in big globs as they slid off of her. If she was so daring as to put both tips in her mouth, she might even get a slight sensation of fullness from the amount that was coming out. As for the merman, he was shuddering and shaking, and once every bit of his seed had slipped away from his body, the members relaxed and began to retreat back into their protective cover. He tilted his head up again and blushed deeply, staring at the woman who had captured him and made him feel such pleasure. He didn’t know how to speak the human language right—he would need to use magic for that, and she wasn’t going to let him do that for a while, he suspected.<br/>