some special components harvested

Ambriels host sits down with her

"What i will need from you are just a few small things. A feather of your wings, some of your breast milk for a spell. And lastly, i ask for some of your love juices..... i will help you procure those, if you'd like....."

Ambriel ponders what is requiered. A feather is not a bother, as they can drop by theirselves sometimes. Breastmilk, could be tricky to bet but her situation actualy provides it and it would lessen the pain in her breasts.

But her love juice... even if she had recognise the pleasure of the sexual act, it's still not accepted in her mind that she could pleasure herself.

"That could be provided, but I admit I would be grateful if you can help."

the Namtaru leans over to Ambriel, looming over her, her hand softly touching Ambriels skin

"I was hoping you'd say that."

Ambriel tries to get confortable for what's coming... and plucking a feather won't be the most disturbing of the lot

the giant half spider creature leans in, kissing Ambriel, while her and wanders up, sliding under the cloth and gently touching Ambriels breast, squeezing it tightly

The sensitive skin on Ambriel's breast makes her moans already.

the Namtaru is breaking the kiss, pushing Ambriel in a lying position while she frees the angels breasts from the garment, caring for them with her mouth, Ambriel can feel the milk coming forth from the stimulation and sucking

Ambriel doesn't try anymore to restrain the moaning, she also feels that the pain in her breasts be transformed in pleasure

lower and lower goes the Namtaru on Ambriel, teasingher body every inch until her tongue laps at Ambriels cunt, flicking against her lower lips

Ambriel arches her back, still moaning, and opening her thighs as well

taking this as an invitation Lucretia goes down on Ambriel, eating her out intensly, caressing Ambriels swollen and pregnant belly while her tongue worms inside Ambriels snatch, her saliva heightening the whole sensation

Ambriel abandons the control of the situation, she let Lucretia doing the extraction process of the milk and love juice. After all her role is only to provide those... and the process is rather incapaciting by pleasure

Lucretia is eagerly playing with the willing angel, licking and sucking on her pussy, going back to her breasts and kissing her fervently in between, Ambriel almost doesn't even notice her plug the feather while she loses her more and more in the pleasure

Ambriel had less pain than expected with the feather... but the pleasure given is sure a good distraction for that.

Feelling the climax near, she warns that the love juice will flood soon.

For a moment, she wonders how Lucretia plans to collect milk and love juice, but she decides that is not really her concern.

her times comes when the Namtaru is eating her out again, licking her inner walls, stimulating her pussy beyond what she felt before. The wet slurping sounds Ambriel can hear turn her on even further, the dirtiness of the act is enticing

Ambriel shouts her pleasure, not caring anymore if those ingredients would be used in wrong ways, not caring what would the child become... She lets the pleasure win this battle.

coming down from her orgasm, Ambriel notices some vials in the hand of the Namtaru, already filled with liquids. she has the taste of her own milk and her pussy in her mouth, panting and catching her breath, while the namtaru lets her rest for now

Ambriel slowly catches her breath, wondering how much she produced, and how much the spiderlady needed exactly

Ambriel recompose herself, trying to not think much of what she just had done