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Matriarch's Escort: Aftermath
🕑 Added 2024-06-25 12:37:18 +0000 UTCHis tongue rolled out, labored breathing turning more and more into guttural moans, and Samara knew all too well what was about to happen. Sprays of clear liquid, enough to be considered the primary load for most species', shot out of the engorged head, the vorcha's stroking of his own member going from frantic to outright feverish. She watched it swell, and heard herself approvingly join in his moaning, her eyes staring transfixed on the alien's cock as it visibly convulsed, a thick rope of white shooting from its head. It went wide, splashing across both her breasts as he kept up his stroking, leering down at her, tongue still out, the pristine blue of her skin mattered with another jet, and then another, Samara noting how his jewels would visibly constrict with each and every rope he gave her.
"Asari slut!"
Goddess, she loved vorcha.
"So are we all finally ready to... head into the party?" She breathed, giving her entourage a look-over. Her grip however remained on the semi-flaccid krogan, the man shivering as she, somehow, kept managing to milk droplets of seed out of him on occasion, her blue eyes turning to look up at the krogan that had earlier seen fit to, with great enthusiasm, unload all four of his jewels inside her.
"The party is already here, lady." The krogan murmured, pointedly slapping his member against her inner thigh, scattering no small amount of seed across yet more of her skin. She whimpered, looking up at the vorcha, and then back to the krogan.
"I meant the one with dancing."
"Did I hit your eyes, Asari? Look around you."
Samara bit back a clever quip and did exactly that, noting the open shuttle doors and the portable table outside. Speakers, makeshift light, and a glowing series of tiles had been hastily, but admittedly with convincing results, set up to make for a dance floor, one which was occupied by a few all too inebriated patrons.
The rest, it seemed, had formed some kind of queue towards her vehicle.
"Oh."
"Oh, indeed." The krogan rumbled, straightening up with a groan before taking a step to the side. A batarian stepped into his spot, member hard as iron as he positioned himself before her swollen and very messy nethers, the alien's head slightly inclined and brows raised inquisitively - asking her for permission.
Samara swallowed, her heartbeat growing rapid once more, and then slowly nodded.
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Aftermath for the most recent Samara Scenario! It seems most folks enjoyed it, so I hope this can give a satisfactory conclusion to how that night turned out for our protagonist!
Thank you, as always, for your massive support and for all of your kind words. Regarding the Tifa Scenario I'll be aiming to get it released by next month in the week where there's an update gap, ensuring I can return, for now, towards fixing up models and working on the Ivy project. My apologies for its delay - from the hospital visit to payment processor issues to having to rework the entire scene into a new one, there really was just a cascade of things getting in the way of Tifa getting her spotlight. She'll get her Scenario done though, with a release sometime between the 15:th and the 19:th of July, this you have my word on.
Take care of yourselves, folks, as well as each other!
/DH
Comments
Joseph Baty
Fucking hot 🔥 🥵 that matriarch is nothing but a cock loving slut. I would definitely be in line to use her holes.
