<u><b>Collette</b></u><br/><br/>I didn't have anything left to cry right now, plus I didn't need anymore liquid around me. I'm sure my pussy was producing some to fill this cocoon I was in. Between mind-numbing, body shaking climaxes, I wondered what would happen if this got over full of my and the harvester's cum? Was it just going to flow out of the to-aaaahhhhh!<br/><br/>Great, even my mind was moaning now. I started to notice shadows through the liquid when I accidentally opened my eyes sometimes. I started to figure out that it was more harvesters, coming to feed off my unwilling orgasms. My body shook again and again, I was lost for a few minutes, or hours? Who knows, it didn't really matter anymore. When the next wave of powerful orgasms passed, I started to cry again. I guess that meal had helped, I had tears to give it again.<br/><br/>Each movement of the new creatures clinging to the side rubbed the outside of the flower against my skin. Each touch, didn't matter where, my shoulder, my back, my ear, caused ripples of pleasure, and made my next orgasm that much stronger.