…then tell me, doc, just what truth… are you, are you ascertaining… [ his tail tightens around ratio once it’s moved there, squeezing rhythmically to the same steady pattern ratio is fucking him to. ] Perhaps… s’more than perhaps. ‘course I want more. I want you. I want your big fat dick filling my tight wet hole… c’mon, doc… I need this, don’t make me beg.