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Naz pulled him in, spooning him gently. He felt her large breast pressing against his back, and her legs snake around his own. "Do not worry little one" she whispered into his ear, "I have not forgotten your pleasure, allow me to reward you for your efforts." While one hand was under him and around his chest, the other made its way down to his twitching penis. She gently gripped the miniature member between two fingers and her thumb. "Your thing is very small Little Mouse" she teased into his ear. "And I think you like it when I tell you this"

Soren could only squirm, soft moans escaping through his lips. He muttered his approval. In the past, his size was the subject of ridicule, harsh words meant to wound, and cut. But here, from her, they were words of acceptance. She cradled his small penis in her calloused hands, giving it soft, gentle strokes. His moans grew until her finger touched his lips. " Don't want us getting kicked out now, be a good boy for me and keep those sweet sounds soft for me" her breath felt hot in his sensitive ears. He placed a pillow to his lips to muffle himself as she began teasing his ear with her tongue. She began to pick up speed, pumping his member with swift, short strokes. She could feel it pulse in her grasp, her two free fingers gently caressed his balls with each stroke, as the intensity built higher and higher. "Alright small one, you've earned your right to relief" her words were spurring him on, he gripped the pillow tightly as he muttered and moaned with each stroke, trying to hold out, to make this pleasure last just a moment longer. "Cum for me Soren, I want to see how much this little thing can spurt''.

Her words sent him over the edge. She felt his legs convulse as he shot out three thick streams of semen, splattering it against the floor. His muffled moans sounded beautiful to Naz's ears. Such a small toy for her to play with, such a soft boy for her to protect. She raises her hand to her mouth, licking off the excess cum that had dribbled onto her. "Good boy Soren, good boy".

She wrapped herself around him tightly, one powerful arm clutching his chest, and the other holding his entire package in her palm. Surrounded by green muscle, exhausted, and relieved, Soren felt a level of safety and comfort, both with his new companion, and with himself, that he had not felt in some time. For what felt like the first time since he left him, Soren drifted off into peaceful dreams.