"Alright, but your going to have stop doing that first," Rick groans.
"Doing what?" Jim asks, using his left hand to push Rick's hand away from h is left nipple. Rick points down, and Jim is suprised to find himself gently running his right hand up and down Rick's happily erect, minotaur co ck. Pulling his hand away, but not his gaze, he mumbles , "Sorry, I don't know why I was doing that...I mean..."
"Not that I mind," rumbles Rick, as he reaches down and slowly strokes his hardon. With his right arm he pulls Jim next to him, "Okay, where should we start looking?"
"Looking?" mumbles Jim, suddenly realizing how large Rick's costume is. Sta nding there next to Rick makes Jim feel oddly distracted again. Watching Rick pump himself, Jim hears himself ask quietly, "Please, do it a gain..."
"Do what?" wonders Rick, as he smiles and strokes Jim's right breast.
"Lick me again, please..." Jim asks quietly. It had felt so good, why had h e wanted it to stop? Rick happily picks up Jim, turns him upside down again, and watches the rubber breasts bounce. "While your down there honey. .." he suggests, before working his tongue into Jim again.
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