Put on your big boy pants...

With an audible *gulp* being the only sound that the scrawny lone liquidator's throat would allow escape,he felt his head get hot as all the blood shot from his head to his dick causing his knees to get weak as a newborn baby calf's. Then...he fainted.

When he came to his cock had already been free'd from his protective suit. And it was apparently getting vigorously stroked by the amazonian woman. "Oh good,your awake!" she squealed with girlish delight. "Well good this oughta be alot more fun then!" she scooped some precum off the tip of the liquidator's engorged cock using it as lube while continuing to stroke it. "Now here's the deal little man,I'm an artificially created humanoid with a functioning nuclear reactor built into me that's attached to the orgasm center of my brain," she said matter of factory. "Uh huh unghhh." the incapacitated liquidator moaned in response. "Well it's been a while since I've really gotten a decent dicking you know and masturbation only works so much for so long." She pauses briefly, the liquidator at this point was clawing the ground beneath him and bucking his hips to me her strokes. "So I'm gonna need a tiny favor from you,first I'm gonna let you shoot your pink torpedo at my gunboats here..." She flexes her back slightly causing her massive tits to burst out of their metallic prison. They are cartoonishly huge looking truely like bombshells encased in flesh but still soft and yielding as well. And they swung pendulously as she stroked his cock. He could feel himself edging closer to his climax.