My consciousness returned to two conflicting sensations. My entire body throbbed with sharp, stabbing pain, especially my head, which felt like it was being relentlessly beaten. Yet, beneath that pain, a faint, surging pleasure simmered from my groin—warm and tempting.
Ah, damn... I grumbled inwardly, furrowing my brow. This must be the side effect of overusing [Dreamweaver], combined with the extreme exhaustion from my earlier fight and hours of action with my two bitches. My mind was still foggy.
When I opened my eyes and looked down, a sight greeted me that made me start. Angeline, with a face full of serious concentration, was trying to fit my swollen cock into her small mouth. Her cheeks were puffed out and her breath came in ragged gasps as she struggled to conquer a size that was clearly too big for her.
