The Wise Crab thrusts hard and fast. "I'll make sure that you have plenty of me in your ass once we're done!" It was, once more, hard enough to move the desk, but not nearly enough to distract Thunder from the god's rapidly expanding balls. Not that they were needed, divine biology being what it was, but a way of asking just how big a creampie the Solar wanted.<br/><br/>And once she daid how much she wanted, the god would lift Thunder's hindquarters slightly and start pounding at her ass as though he could find the secrets of eternal joy between those cheeks.