And just like that, the Siren's monstrous 𝗛𝗨𝗟𝗟 𝗕𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗖𝗢𝗖𝗞𝗣𝗘𝗗𝗢 kept assaulting the maid's face, glazing her in 𝗦𝗪𝗔𝗠𝗣𝗬, 𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗣 𝗦𝗜𝗡𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗦𝗘𝗔𝗦𝗟𝗨𝗗𝗚𝗘, every last drop sending her brain into an even deeper cock-drunk frenzy!
Even going so far to beg for punishment.. I wonder if your brain has been too far fried by 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 of being 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐳𝐞𝐝 with my spunk...
Come, crush those udders around this pale fuckpillar you love so much.
As if Alpha could hear her maid's pleas. All she could tune into was the sound of thunder roaring and lightning striking as she caused a whirlpool in the ocean just from her 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐌𝐒 down in the deep abyss of her den.
There's no room for complaints even if her brain could function properly without her Mistress anymore. Every time a speck of air was flitting around in her lungs, the siren simply smashed it right out with another one of her earth shattering deep strokes.
The siren's tentacles acted like a leash, collar and seatbelt at the same time, holding the maidhive on her lap firmly enough to make those 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗺 𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗴𝗹𝗼𝗯𝗲𝘀 flatten and spill over her lap while she gets comfy...
After subjecting her to hours of nonstop hive breeding, the siren returns to the maid's tentacle bed to inspect her dirty work. Both her tentacles and her own cock oozing with mind numbing nutslime as the mixing aphrodisiacs and muscle relaxants pumped into the maid
Her stomach continues to twist and contort until that particular probe-turned panties is yanked away by the mischievously giggling siren, revealing that her rim was being stretched wide around a bumpy, undulating tentacock.
A sudden sharp pain courses through the maid's belly as something jams right inside, jutting her stomach out like a living onahole she is for the siren. As the dozens of tentacles keep fondling, molesting and smearing their slimy surfaces along her body..
"And why would you want that? I require my hive beds to have plenty of 'beating'.. In their chest and in their belly.." the siren cooed as several more tentacles coil around the maid, dragging her closer and closer until she can be completely enveloped in a cocoon.
The siren only swiped her tongue across her lips to wipe the sliver of drool running down her chin before several jet black tentacles coil around the maid's waist, helping her show off her "skills".
"Fufu.. This is suitable, but not exemplary you know? You can do more..."