It was a good look for Newton- not one he got to enjoy from this side often enough. His body would not thank him for this tomorrow, but how could he possibly resist?

Hermann drew himself out, wrestling a bit with his underwear to stay out of the way, then flipped the back of Newton's skirt up. He drew the panties mid-way down Newton's thighs and squeezed handfuls of his wiggling hips.

"I'm extremely tempted not to use a condom," he confessed, wrapping fingers around himself. "You've stretched yourself very well by the looks of it; the risk of tearing should be rather minimal.."