“I wonder how many orgasms I could have consecutively before I imploded?” I ask offhandedly, and Siah laughs as he rinses his hair out. “I don’t think I could handle more than four before I shriveled up into nothing. Pretty sure males aren’t meant for multiple back-to-back releases.” “Yeah, that is a lot of magical ball butter to lose in one go,” I agree, and Siah barks out a laugh.”
