Her body shuddered. The alien found it wonderful to have her body again, her four tentacles writhing, her clitoris throbbing against Henrietta’s. …must connect… “Yes,” Peony moaned, her finger pressing hard on my clitoris. The nanites from the core had figured out how to exist in humans without guidance. Two lashed out, ripping open Tabitha’s bodice. “Henrietta! Merita couldn’t let that happen. My clitoris ached. The hot, juicy pleasure shuddered through me. “Yes, yes, yes, Tansy,” Tabitha moaned. I could feel her orgasm building in her, hear it dancing in her thoughts We were both driving to our release. “Oh, Henrietta, yes. “Merita,” Tabitha squealed. “Connect with her.”
Don’t, Merita shouted in my mind. “Oh, Henrietta, connect with us this time.”
“I will,” Etta moaned, her face flushed, her blue eyes twinkling. “No, no, no, stop, Tabitha,” moaned Etta, her face constricting, her cunny clenching so hard about Etta’s tentacle.
