My cock felt so good that before I knew it I had completely forgotten I was flying with wind-pressure masturbation. Yet it seemed I was completely under Dura-san's control; without falling I continued circling at a constant altitude.
"Adjustment complete. How is it?"
"Yes. I can fly unbelievably straight. My cock also feels refreshed."
What is this.
Until now, with wind-pressure masturbation there was always a pressure from the inside as if semen was clogged in the seminal ducts, but now my cock feels as refreshing as after urinating.
In contrast to my comfortable state, Dura-san suddenly lowered her voice.
"If the malfunction happens again, please tell me early. If it becomes late…"
"I-If it becomes late…?"
Just what will happen.
"If the report becomes late…"
"Please don't keep me in suspense. It's scary."
"I will have to increase the number of handjobs for adjustment."
