My glans is slimy with precum.
If no one were watching I would want to strongly stroke shaft and glans with my own hand.
But now I am only a meat rod.
I do not move and say nothing.
I leave everything to Ana and Lulu. The two together are Analulu!
"Lulu. Will you give up?"
Ana's somewhat low voice echoed small in the subspace passage.
An instant of arriving silence.
Do your best, Lulu.
If you give up the match is over.
"Ana-sama. I will do my best…"
"I see. Already you must not run okay?"
"Yes."
"Before touching with the mouth shall we get used with the hands? Grip the root of the shaft with your right hand."
"Y-yes."
Following Ana's instruction Lulu slowly brought her right hand close to my shaft.
Then the instant the tip of her index finger touched the shaft she tried to leave her hand but Lulu somehow endured it.
Gently she gripped the root of the shaft. Awkward hand manner.
Or rather the hand is tiny.
