"Mmmm," he moans as Pratt cups him. "You do seem to have a handle on the situation." Ah, welcome to the potential downside of fucking Maximum, he's full of terrible puns and he will not stop. Dick is worth it, though.

Max helpfully reaches down to undo his belt while Pratt goes for the fasten on his trousers. Who needs patience? He's already straining at the front of his black boxer briefs, just begging to be let out--all eight and a half inches of him.