Cordelia sagged in frustration, as her nipples was let go right before the slight pain and exquisite throbbing from the suckling could push her into orgasm. Her legs failed her, and her juices would be filling the crotch of the catsuit if not for the special cream that made them almost glide inside their suits and fitting the material skintight. She dipped, curling her shoulders, when the squirting began, wanting to feel the shots hitting her breasts, maybe if they hit her sensitive nipples just right, she wouldbeable to cum...<br/><br/>She did not wanted to straight out start masturbaring, and there was no way she would ask her sisters for help! Not even caring that she got 'lucky' twice in a row, or how her sisters fared,  - or thatit was suspicious -, she hurried to another form in the middle of the room. Cordelia's suited body was dripping with the 'cum'and the girl was breathing heavier with her boobs obviously heaving and swaying just like her ass as she walked on her weak, trembling legs.<br/><br/>Her eyes went over a mannequin laying on the floor, and she was activating it without laying down. But she would definitely sitting down on it, evenif by not using her breasts she wouldn't win, she would try to get off on it without being seen too slutty. Cordelia was just too horny, and the previous hypnosis with the new spurts of aphrodisiac sweeped away her willpower or doubts.