Collecting your nectar

You let out a long moan as Molly's tongue works you over. "Oh heavens, yes..." You say as you lightly grip her antenna in your hands, giving them a long stroke before cupping her head with your hands as she slowly laps up your pre.

"Mmmm, thatz what I was looking for, producer.." Molly continues to slurp up your aching rod as she slips her arms around your waist.

You try to return the favor but Molly grips you harder, like she was hanging onto her favorite flower in strong winds.

"Hehe. Just enjoy, producer. You won't get away from this beez' grip." Molly says as she engulfs your member.

You rock as the pleasure assails you. Molly's expert tongue twirling around and stroking your hardness while the tip of her tongue probes your opening. While you can't lick her honey-pot, you do decide to continue your **** on her antennae by gripping them and feeling them up. You don't hesitate to put one in your mouth as it gets close.

Molly buzzes with excitement and gasps, letting out a moan. Her entire body vibrates, feeling it on your cock. "Oh godz producer... I'm so sensitive there.. can I collect your nectar now... ?"

You have an idea of what that'll mean. But that's okay. Maybe it might be enjoyable? You don't know until you accept her offer. You groan under the pleasure of her vibrating mouth and saying, "Yes.. it's okay Molly." before taking her antenna tip back into your mouth and working over her sensitive appendage.

With a zip, her tongue coils away from your cock, along with her head, leaving your throbbing member. With a long, slow lick of her tip across your hole, Molly begins snaking her long, thin tongue down your urethra. It doesn't feel that unpleasant, just... really full.

Molly works her tongue down her shaft and the tip enters your prostate, wiggling about and simulating you like never before. Then, it hits you. The most intense orgasm you've ever had waves throughout your body as Molly finishes inserting her long tongue, flicking it around, engulfing your length in her mouth once again. Your cock pulses and pounds as your entire body tenses up, seeking release, alas no semen shoots from you as Molly's tongue works you from the inside out.

It feels like you're shooting blanks, but you're really doing anything but. You feel Molly's tongue inside your nutsack, teasing your balls as she slurps up and collects your nectar. Finally, your body stops twitching as you see your hands gripping a mess of her hair and head. Gasping for breath, you release Molly and she begins the slow process of detaching herself from you.

Quivering, and exhausted, you flop on the couch. Molly finally releases you from her grip and crawls up on you, cuddling you close. She nuzzles her head on your chest and places her hand next to it. "Producer, I love you. You are my most precious flower. Bzzzzt."