You Cum With Some Help?

The minute your tongue reaches one of the pools of cum that cover her skin, your mind goes white. Even in your lust addled state while watching the woman be seeded, you still had some semblance of thought, but the presence of the powerful **** in the wug’s cum dulls your thought until you are an animal. You grunt and moan as your tongue glides over the woman’s belly and between her breasts.

For her part, the woman responded mindlessly to your touch, pressing into it and shy away from it seemingly at random, but ultimately whether or not she was overstimulated in that particular region. She had also reached the white state, where her brain was too busy floating in the sensation to move or speak or focus.

A pair of scaly fingers find their way to your clit and start rubbing. You push your hind quarters backwards towards the hand, without pulling your face back from her body. If you had looked back, you might have even processed that it was Roonire’s webbed digits stimulating you. The pressure mounts and mounts, and your entire body feels like it’s on fire.

“uhhhhhhhh” you grunt mindlessly, as the presence of Wug fingers and cum lower your barriers, and your body spasms. Your juices squirt on to his hand, and from pure exhaustion you faint, passing out on top of the newly conquered human girl. Both of you panting and covered in wug seed.

“Croack.” Roon’ire takes a step back. “Croack.” The other wugs gather around, with the wug chief, in his finest tribal attire at the head of the convoy.