[Somehow the idea of the tentacle growing in size and length didn't occur Shell at all. But he can feel it stretching him further and reaching deeper than anyone what has before. It doesn't hurt, but there's a certain bite to the stretch that's only emphasized by the way the water churns inside him, fucking him even harder than before.]
[He can't reply -- especially not with Childe fucking into his throat like this. But his groans grow ever louder, more desperate, as his hands find their way to cling to Childe's thighs for support. Is it any wonder he doesn't last? With tears stinging in his eyes, his moans reach a peak as a muffled cry is squeezed out sound Childe's cock. He comes hard, spilling onto the floor as he tightens up around the watery appendage inside him.]
[But even after he comes, there's no attempt to push off or stop him. But he does swallow around Childe's cock, as if trying to draw out his orgasm as all.]
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[He can't reply -- especially not with Childe fucking into his throat like this. But his groans grow ever louder, more desperate, as his hands find their way to cling to Childe's thighs for support. Is it any wonder he doesn't last? With tears stinging in his eyes, his moans reach a peak as a muffled cry is squeezed out sound Childe's cock. He comes hard, spilling onto the floor as he tightens up around the watery appendage inside him.]
[But even after he comes, there's no attempt to push off or stop him. But he does swallow around Childe's cock, as if trying to draw out his orgasm as all.]