Torrents of saliva cacased down my cock. Misty looked as if she was about to explode. Her face was bright red, her eyes were shiny, and she was making this terrible, raspy noise. Just about every part of her body was drenched in sweat, and she was gripping harder than ever before. So much so that it felt like she was going to sever my dick.
"Stop!" I rolled to my side. She reached over and descended upon my aching cockhead. I could hardly breath.
I pushed her away. She only came back more agressive than ever. I reached for a pokéball, something, anything. I called for Pikachu. Then I remembered I left him downstairs with Brock. Cum and saliva coated my crotch. Her lips had reached the base when I threw my legs around her head. I didn't know what I was thinking. All I knew was that I wanted to get her off—fast. The possiblity that I was hurting her or worse didn't cross my mind. It was only after she stopped moving that I realized what I had done.
She gazed at me with wild, bloodshot eyes. Her face was purple.
I had only turned her on even more.
I cried for help. She silenced me with her foot.
"Suck."