PMS/That was so hot you blow like Mt. Chimney
From Create Your Own Story
You grunt as you cum, Dinky happily slurping down each spurt of your thick jizz. You legs wobble and you have to lean on him for a moment while you catch your breath, but he doesn't seem to mind. He nuzzles close to you and chirps happily.
After a moment, you straighten up and put your cock back in your pants. Stepping out from behind the bush, you hurry down to the river.
"Are you okay?" you ask the boy. He just cries harder and you wince as you look down at his swollen cock and balls, the tentacruel's poison making his delicate flesh inflamed. "C'mon," you say, taking his arm and pulling him to his feet. "It's not safe out here. We'll go see my aunt; she might be able to help you."
He walks with you away from the river and around to the front door of the cottage, whimpering with each awkward step. You're on your way inside when another frantic scream pierces the quiet afternoon.
