Her body quickly grows warm, and sensitive to touch, as the mimic's juices fill her, from every angle. Some sort of... aphrodisiac, maybe? Whatever the case, the mimic seems t be content with its control of her, and free her arms, letting its tendrils snake around her body, as it continued to drive into her, a relentless, eager pounding, a primal hunger that isn't sated when she feels it burst its load inside of her, the spray of warm, sticky seed filling her ass and pussy at the same time, the creature not slowing in its relentless thrusting.