You follow her through into an average sized room, a large circular bed occupies the majority of the space, a heap of soft green blankets and pillows adorning it. Marissa slithers up to the bed and pats it, “come, join me. I like a compliant specimen and you’ve been very good so far, I prefer to be much more formal in my approach to studying a new race, but you’ve been well behaved and it’s been a while since I’ve had a willing partner” she causally explains, reaching round her back to free her chest bindings, the strips of cloth slowly unravel, falling to the floor and revealing a spectacular set of breasts, each one around the size of your head with a pert nipple stiffening in the cool air. “Assuming you are willing?” She grins seductively.
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