Misty was beginning to lose all semblance of prudishness as Ash kneaded and worked the walls of her pussy. Her eyes became blank and dreamy as she thought of her lover so very close to her. So very close... Inches away from being hers forever. She lowered one hand to her panties to force the little lover into the steaming juices that he was being slowly enveloped by.

Misty's hand hovered just above her panties as one thought raced through her mind. She wanted him hers forever. She didn't care about the safety of her lover! She was his, and he was to be made one with her! The hand began to decend on the little one trapped inside of his cotton prison, and he had no chance to see it coming.

Ash was working as hard as he could, but it was slow going. Sure, she was getting hotter by the second, but it was getting harder and harder to maintain his balance inside of the shifting, ribbed walls of the twat. It didn't help that the juices were flowing so rich and thickly around him, either. Any more vibration than the already building orgasm would send him falling, and he would probably slide deeper inwards, sucked by the undulating muscles of his Goddess.

As her hand reached down and gave her toy a shove into the deep recesses of her cunt, she felt him turn horizontal and, leg first, slide slowly (ever so slowly) towards his Goddess. Ash was hit by the hand, and his legs slipped out from under him as the juices that pooled around his feet sent another wave in his direction. Looking around at the ribbed walls, he seized the one opportunity he had. He grasped wildly at the engorged clit above his head.

Misty gave a shriek of pain and pleasure as the nails dug into her most sensitive spot, and she yelped as she momentarily realized what had happened to her lover...