Kimmi sucked on the phallic tentacle in her mouth docilely, as if it were only the most natural thing in the world to do. she felt her body being lowered until she rested on top of the alien being beneath her. She was securely strapped to the thing's body by the tentacles around her limb, but nothing prevent the continual violation of her body in the slightest. She moaned and writhed as she felt a tension grow in the creature. She somehow knew the creature was close to climax, and she was too. She wanted more than anything for that to happen, even though she knew that that desire was caused by the chemical cocktail coursing through her system. She didn't care. She only knew need, and that this was the way to satisfy that need.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>