[That touch makes Dave jerk, tightening his grip around Tav's horns. There's clear liquid beading at the tip of his dick, and Tav smearing his thumb through it should not feel so amazing, but it does.]
[He's kind of preoccupied with thoughts of Tav's tentacle, of those bumps and ridges and maybe those would feel nice - and where are these thoughts coming from?]
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[He's kind of preoccupied with thoughts of Tav's tentacle, of those bumps and ridges and maybe those would feel nice - and where are these thoughts coming from?]