end the fight

Samus somehow regained her breath, but she knew that Sumas, being a horny young woman, would be demanding, especially since she was smart and a quick learner. She had to metaphorically break her, sexually subdue her so much that she was powerless—an arduous task.

Sumas, on the other hand, had fallen for Samus. All the pleasure and excitement, Samus's way of acting, had turned her world upside down, like a young girl who hears a famous rocker for the first time and becomes obsessed.

Furthermore, her first sexual experience had been with an experienced MILF. The pleasure she had felt was incomparable to that of two awkward young men experimenting for the first time, and she had been overwhelmed. Sumas was now in a confused state of infatuation, lust, and obsession. Even **** for her father had been put on the back burner, hidden deep in her mind, overwhelmed by everything that was happening at the time.

After coming while scissoring with Samus, Sumas pushed forward, pressing her body against Samus's, leaving Samus's leg between hers as she began peppering her with kisses.

Samus took advantage of this to rub her leg against Samus's groin and give her a hickey on her neck.

For about ten seconds, Sumas was unable to do anything but buck her hips against Samus's leg and make obscene sounds of pleasure. But then, pushing Samus to the ground, he began to vigorously grope her breasts; her tits felt like soft clay in his hands.

Samus moaned as she arched her back as the pleasure washed over her. In a way, her milky change was a weakness; her body was flooded with pleasure, as if she were being masturbated, and she felt the need to come, which indeed happened shortly afterward, with an eruption of milk spraying both women.

Sumas found herself temporarily blinded by the outburst, pausing to wipe the milk from her face and then licking her hands.

Sumas: Delicious.

Samus took the opportunity to reverse position and get back on top.

Samus: And now it's time for a new delicious sensation.

Samus slipped two fingers into her pussy, going deep, finding a wall. The icumene was still intact, but not for much longer. I slowly began to push, breaking the membrane as Sumas trembled with pleasure and pain.

A gush of blood and juices flowed from Sumas when she was completely penetrated, but that wasn't the end of the pleasure. Samus continued to push her hand deeper and deeper until her entire fist was in.

Sumas: Too big... too big... aaaaah

Sumas came again, and the juices dripped down Samus's forearm.

Samus takes out her soaked hand and sexily licks her fingers.

Samus: Umm, a little sour.

The teasing turned Sumas's face blue, then she grabbed Samus's neck and pulled her in, kissing her with her tongue. Samus kissed her back. She could feel Sumas growing lethargic. She'd done it, Sumas was still a little exhausted, and she would...

Wevel and Kreatz were fighting not too far away on the roof of an abandoned building. Kreatz had hoped he could defeat Wevel, but reality, once again, proved Kreatz wrong. Wevel was a cyborg, a master of blade combat, the ability to split his body in two and continue fighting, and he had an energy cannon similar to Samus's. Kreatz had only standard field equipment and his energy whip baton. He could barely dodge and launch small, ineffective counterattacks.

But Webel was wasting time. Kreatz realized this. Webel had had many opportunities to take him out, but he hadn't taken any of them.

Kreatz thought about possible enemy reinforcements arriving, but it was unlikely. They were on one of the Federation's best-guarded worlds, and his reinforcements were more likely to arrive than the pirates', so why delay when Ridley, the pirate leader, had ordered Samus to be attacked?

Wevel withdrew his blade and stood at the edge of the roof.

Webel: Congratulations, detective, you failed my secondary mission. It won't happen again.

Then he leaped into the void.

Kreatz ran to the edge to try to find him, but he had already disappeared. The sound of police sirens began to wail in the air.

Kreatz looked back at Samus and the woman holding the Dark Samus armor and saw the scene.

Both women were there, Sumas sleeping, clinging to Samus like a baby marsupial to its mother, as if she might disappear at any moment.

Samus lifted Sumas onto her shoulders and headed toward the police.

Kreatz: I think I need to rush to return her suit back before the whole city sees it like this.

Meanwhile, a spaceship identical to Samus's landed next to the one Milf Samus used to reach the planet.