The humanoid could feel every one of Danika’s blissful sensations emanating from every cell of her possessed body. Taking more females will not be hard at all,” the clone thought. Porn The clone felt an arousing tingling in her pussy as well. She caught herself thinking… “Take me!”
Danika gagged a little as the tentacle entered her mouth, reaching the back of her throat and beyond, moving down her esophagus, exploring, expanding. One female alien was nurturing her pod, submerged in mesmerizing bliss that had become her only meaning for existence, not very different from her human counterparts. Right above, hanging from the ceiling, was a large cocoon made of the same fleshy material with several openings all over its surface. The young geologist rationalized that this had to be a dream; otherwise it couldn’t feel this good.
