<em>Stop.</em><br/><br/>It hurt, it did. The frankly unprecedented power-grip of Halcyon's asshole threatened to crush me inside her, though I knew somewhere in my suppressed consciousness that it was more likely for her to tear herself around me. My girlcock was so hypersensitized that it seemed I could feel each little blood vessel pumping inside it and around it, Halcyon's innards reminding my every moment just where I was... the wrong hole. It wanted me out, but I didn't want to leave... As I leaned back, raising myself vertical again, I saw the trickle of red that marked me as I stared down at where the two of us became one.<br/><br/><em>Stop now.</em><br/><br/>But it felt so good. Nothing had ever felt this good. Life was created for this moment; everything I had ever experienced or accomplished had been expressly designed to lead me here and now. Would it not be a waste to end it? To make the choice that ends the very moment that I had come this far to experience? Certainly it would.<br/><br/><em>Fine. I'll end this.</em><br/><br/>And I was on my butt, legs akimbo, viewing my handiwork before me: Halcyon, shuddering and quite destroyed, and my member, thick with her lifeblood, dripping onto the shower floor. It was over now. The haze was clearing, my body calming, and my mind starting to find its grip on reality once again. That reality was that Halcyon was bleeding and in shock.<br/><br/>"Hey..."