“NEST, Slow Massage.”
Still no change. Panting, her butt nearly submerged in a puddle of her own juices, Kyla asked, “What’s… Xnxx She noticed some of the other handlers staring at Lonji, envious of his charge’s lasciviousness. She grinned all the more, exulting in the fact that she was free of the perversion. She just hung there for a second, noticing how pleasant it was to be in the warm, slippery grip of these tentacles. Kyla felt it like a lurch in her gut, her legs wobbling. The technician retrieved another device and came back to the table. Dropping into an empty avenue, he slowed, drifting to a stop just beyond the haze of purple energy that marked the threshold of the dome. Finally, the electrical hum reached its cresendo and Kyla was bathed in fire.
