...n to slip away.
When a set of scaled paws grasped at her waist, lifting her hips up and off her soaked fingers the Matriarch fought against them, almost pulling away from her succulent feast until she felt the swollen glands bump against her excited clit. The sensation rippled through her body, every implant pulsing in sympathy to the erotic rush; pushing the burst into her mind with such intensity she almost lost control of herself completely. Instead she was able to fight back the feelings her body and biotics were forcing on her, but not for long. As the krogan beast rammed the full length of his nobbled and scaled shaft into her she could hold the feelings in no longer.
Throwing her head back as her arms collapsed beneath her the high Matriarch fell into a moaning heap. Her mouth licked and lapped at her loverâ€™s breasts between each gasping breath while the two women rocked together, their bodies as defiled and abused as their minds.
Soon Benezia lost count of the orgasms which seemed to rip unendingly through her body and mind. Krogan after krogan lined up to satisfy themselves within her and her body was covered with their discarded juices. Her companions were faring no better, each of them accommodating several of the mighty beasts at once, given no chance to recover themselves between one penetration and the next. Through it all Saren hover...