Every thrust of Ms. Andrews into her caused ripples of pleasure to course through Kanamis body, every one like a small orgasm. It was so hard to focus on the words being spoken, but their effect did not fail. Kanami was thrown in a world of pleasure, every little thing Ms. Andrews did to her was exhilirating. She loved how she handled her, even if it was not how she had imagined her first time to be...<br/><br/>That was when she was so innocent, so pure. She had thought of real love and a caring man, making sweet love on a bed before the sunset, but now, she was moaning as this woman and her unnatural cock fucked her mercilessly on the floor of her laboratory. And in the back of her head, Kanami realized that maybe this was what she had wanted, no, needed all along. That she had been like this ever since but had surpressed it... and now, it was finally beginning to be set free... that she was a submissive, good little slut for Ms. Andrews... that realization caused Kanamis body to respond even more to Ms. Andrew and she began to wriggle her hips against the woman, answer each of her thrusts with one of her own.