<i><b>Collette</b></i><br/><br/>I felt the large harvester cock unload as yet another orgasm rocked my body, making me tremble. I thought about maybe keeping count now that I was out of the flower harvester, but I dismissed that. I didn't want to know how many times I was going to be meal. I had already cum so many times, I had been a feast already but still they where hungry, and I was somehow still able to provide. I felt the harvester wrapping around my waist, which felt too nice on my skin, everything touching me felt amazing, and I hated it, I just wanted to rest, to have these things away from me.<br/><br/>My mind didn't register the pressure on my chest as not just another harvester teasing my body, until something close to my ear spoke. It took effort to make my eyes focus, especially as I felt the intense unwanted pleasure of the cock ramming into my ass harder. It was the woman who tried to save me. She continued to speak, and I managed to focus long enough to understand this time.<br/><br/>Guilt washed over me, she was apologizing to me. I had gotten her into this, and she was the one saying sorry. I found more tears inside myself, and let them flow. Her cries and moans all hitting me hard.<br/><br/>"S-sorry I got you..." I was cut off by my own moans, these ones from her nipples and breasts teasing mine, even her head on my shoulder felt good, "into this... Thank you for... uuaAAHH... Tryiiing..." My voice was weak, as was the rest of my body. I wanted to try and comfort her, I weakly leaned my head onto hers. This was the only pleasant touching, that I didn't hate, in this entire encounter I was trapped in. I had never though of other girls in any kind of romantic way, and even still didn't. But in this moment, I was happy to just not be alone now, even if her body was now giving me wanted pleasure.