He hissed slightly, at Joli and Laurin's tender ministrations, as overloaded nerves tried to handle delicate new sensations, but even still he moved forward, giving them free access to do as they pleased. Occasionally sparks would still rush along his spine, ignited by the gentle velvet caresses of tongue and lip, and he'd shiver, vocalizing appreciation and contentment with a low moan or gentle sigh. Then Joli licked along his scrotum, pressing slightly against the sensitive jewels within, and he almost fell over with the feeling of it, a new experience as her activities mixed and combined with those of Laurin against and around the crown of his cock, and he felt himself swell, as if he'd just started the evening, any weakness or flaccidity banished by the two beautiful maidens. Even when both women, for various reasons, ceased their efforts, he still felt larger than ever before, huge and implacable, a force of nature in waiting, and he wondered momentarily what he'd gotten himself into, and what he'd end up getting himself into, hopefully repeatedly and with great enthusiam.<br/><br/>"That was quite amazing," he finally replied, mostly to Joli, but as well to Laurin, although the latter woman looked entirely too preoccupied to fully hear what he had said. He moved aside, to allow Joli the freedom to move as she would, and laid on the blanket beside her, letting one hand linger along her side, sometimes reaching up to stroke gently along aureola and nipple, sometimes tracing small circles down along the taut skin of muscled hip and thigh, even as the other hand reached out towards Laurin, cupped and squeezed at pendulous breast there, sometimes steadying it against undulations as Balfor pounded into her, sometimes helping such oscillations along.<br/><br/>He felt his strength returning, sensitivity fading, and glanced up at Balfor, met the bigger man's eyes. "If a finger won't suffice, I believe I could offer assistance," he said.