[ All the time... he goes briefly starry eyed at that, and it should not be assumed that his control is all that much better. The man whines a little at the idea, and then starts when an idea strikes him - ] If it's all the time, I'd hafta invent like... a spank machine or somethin'!

[ . . . That was way too goofy, and he knows it. A spank machine to keep it up long after his arm tires or he needs to go. But that probably wouldn't have the same impact . . . Still, he does punctuate that with one more smack on her ass and a little laugh as he collapses onto squeezing her ass cheeks before leaning down to plant a kiss where he had just left a hand print. She felt so warm, and she smelled so inviting... ]

Junko...

[ He wants to fuck her. You know what, he's pretty sure she does too. So he pulls back, positions behind her and - ]

'Sides, I gotta stick it in sometime.

[ Which he's working on doing now! See! ]