With it's task of bending her mind accomplished, the Coxiens were pleased. Some sent mute signals to the Gracoxien in it's subtle hiding place in the office area. The Coxiens, with their task complete and with spare time while the Gracoxien (With his usual speed of a slug - literally) made his way over, were free to do what they wanted. Whatever they wanted. The leg Coxien, ever the chance-taker, started first. The tentacles rubbing along her thigh resumed it with renewed vigour, causing her already-sensitive sex to practically light up with a burning, lusty fire. The tentacle positioned outside her sex snaked in lazily, pores opening along it's surface as it slid against her sex and absorbed her flowing juices. This was for the purpose of identifying what made females writhe about in pleasure so, and analyse it for data to be sent back to the hive mind! With that done, the tentacle paused, then burrowed into her exposed sex slightly, feeling the tight contraction of her walls after the climax.<br/><br/>The chest Coxiens, finally having completed their task, felt it was their due to draw some form of reward. While the pleasure of the Gracoxien was a good enough reward, there was never any harm done extracing more from the victim herself. Both Coxiens wriggled upwards lazily, supported by their appendages as they latched onto her breasts and commenced sucking on her nipples with their main, soft uvula, which wriggled and played with the nipples that were being housed in the warmth of the fleshy Coxiens' that beheld her breasts.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, with nothing else to do, the head Coxien absently played with Anna's hair, stroking it every now and then. The other holding her mouth apart did other random tasks, such as massaging her temples and neck. All this pricked her with more and more poison, and by now it was nigh impossible to diffrenciate her blood and the stimulative venom - they had blended together well and completely, driving her to the limits of the female body, the extremities that no other human female would breach. Whilst idling, the head Coxien noticed the other Coxiens having their fun with the human female. Well, the head Coxien thought, annoyed, that was nice of them. Still, it could do that too, couldn't it? Snaking the spare tentacle lazily towards Anna's mouth, it dangled right in front of her, no longer attempting to force her. It simply hung invitingly before her mouth.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, scores of the Coxiens chittered happily with their accquired victim. Random tentacles waved about in the air as an act of triumphant glee. Some slapped against Anna's flesh, prickling her skin with their venomous barbs and letting it dribble them her down in an erotic bath.<br/><br/><br/>