“Hold still,” Ambrose instructs, not for the first time, an edge of impatience in his voice, “you’ll hurt yourself if you keep squirming”. As if to emphasize his point, Ambrose roughly shoves the thick, cold, slick sound deeper into your urethra, causing your body to convulse with overstimulation once again, your breathing ragged, body shivering. Your cunt clenches with each inch that Ambrose works the sound into your urethra, your t-cock painfully hard and sensitive. When it leaves, you huff a breath in relief, but yelp as an unfamilar thick, warm, thing shoves its way into your urethra. Panting, you sit up slightly and see that Ambrose is working his finger deep into your urethra, a serious look on how face. “I think its time we got you used to something more organic, no?” He explains, “Especially if I’m gonna fuck your little hole with my cock tonight.” He says it so casually, so decidedly, his massive, erect cock throbbing forebodingly next to your red, slick cunt.