[ The dual stimulation is rapidly eroding what is left of his self-control, if there is any left, as he struggles to keep rocking into Jewel's mouth while riding the building wave of pleasure until it finally crests too high. His grip turns to frantic tugging so Jewel doesn't choke as he panics. ]
Jewel, your– mouth– going to–!
[ The words barely leave his mouth in time before he's coming, back arched, eyes screwed shut, lips open in a soft, guttural cry. ]
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Jewel, your– mouth– going to–!
[ The words barely leave his mouth in time before he's coming, back arched, eyes screwed shut, lips open in a soft, guttural cry. ]