[ The moments draw out as Tyler fights to catch his breath, climax hitting him so hard he feels winded, almost, as though he's just run a sprint. His vision slips into something less peppered with exploding lights and his back eventually makes contact with the bed again.
Glancing down between his legs, he can't help but grin stupidly at Ankari. What a way to spend the evening, he's starting to wonder why he'd ever had reservations about having sex. It's a powerful thought, one that he keeps hold of as he speaks. ]
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Glancing down between his legs, he can't help but grin stupidly at Ankari. What a way to spend the evening, he's starting to wonder why he'd ever had reservations about having sex. It's a powerful thought, one that he keeps hold of as he speaks. ]
You're really good at that.