This pleasure was bordering torture! The warmth that Viloet radiated and generated within Lew was like some kiss of the desert! His nerves were ablaze with sensation and every fiber of his being screamed at him to cum. And yet she would not let him!<br/><br/>Beads of sweat formed upon his brow. Such labors she was going through and just for helping her out of her armor! 'What happens if you save her life?' he wondered briefly before another pulse wracked his mind. Brought right to the edge and refusing to go over! If his testicle sack clenched any harder he thought they'd burst!<br/><br/>Why wold such a beauty deign to worship his organ? Every new maneuver of her tongue was a strange, pleasant, new sensation and a boiling reminder that she held the detonator steadfast. 'Another change?' He thought, but she'd yet to steer him wrong so getting on his feet was nigh a necessity. Taking her motions, verbal clues and those beckoning jewels, all he could manage was a nod. One of his mighty palms wrapped tightly about his mid-shaft and pumped furiously for the release he so desperately wanted!<br/><br/>A mighty grunt hissed out of his clenched teeth as his hips jerked forward slightly. His whole body went rigid as the hot white candy rushed to escape it's prison like a claustrophobia patient. It gushed forth with force and volume merited by the labor the halfling had put forth to extract it.<br/><br/>So overwhelmed was Lew's body by all these new and powerful sensations, the lug skipped exhaustion. Falling to the side, he gently collapsed into slumber.<br/>