My "wonderful" company, without even saying goodbye, dispersed in all directions. Even Mister Muscle dumped in an unknown direction, although he himself admitted at the beginning of the journey that we were in the same direction.

My escort also did not differ in courtesy and, having nodded, sort of like “Hello”, parted, directing me to the capsule behind them.

Expensive rich!

I only saw such capsules once, and then in some movie in a hardware store on my native planet, through the windows of which I managed to look while passing by.

I dutifully entered and I was immediately rammed with strong bodies, which all at once rushed into the capsule, as if I were a super-duper valuable cargo and could break on the way. But the chance that I would simply be crushed seemed much more likely to me.

- How long is the flight? - squeaking, I asked the kingpin with an absolutely shiny head, which was closest.

He looked down at me and raised an eyebrow, apparently surprised that I could talk and that my teeth and tongue were factory-fitted.

"Not for long," replied the man standing behind me, breathing down the top of my head like a breathless dog. hot and often. - Why are you asking?

- Curious.

“Curiosity is no good. - In a second, a hand slid along the thigh, in a businesslike way diving under the skirt.

I would take it to the side, but where is it! Crammed like sprats in a jar, and they don’t let them move! Only this was not enough for me.

The hand, meanwhile, went deeper and deeper, completely unashamed of the situation and feeling quite confident, explored my tightly clenched buttocks.

“Relax,” a whisper in your ear from that same man. - I'm careful.

What's neat!? What's neat!?

- Spread your legs. I’ll be affectionate, ”he spoke so quietly that it was hardly possible to distinguish, and the men standing nearby didn’t even raise an eyebrow, as if they didn’t really notice that they were brazenly pawing me right in the flight. - You'll like it.

Was, wasn't. Fuck him. If anything, I’ll squeal so that everyone’s membranes will burst!

She spread her legs a little, smiling innocently at the bald man who was looking at me, and when he turned away, I felt how the panties were slowly sliding down, opening up access for an unexpected "caressor".

“And this is for me, instead of payment,” he whispered, when the thin fabric rolled down his ankles, falling unnoticed by everyone on the transparent floor of the capsule.

What would I actually have to pay for? But it was worth thinking about it, as something narrow, thin and flexible touched the buttocks and darted to the crotch, which was still agitated after the sweet pictures of the mentalist.

Sighing sharply and blushing after another questioning look from the guard, I innocently fluttered my eyelashes.

- It's hot here. Thought it would be cooler.

He just chuckled, rolling his eyes.

And thank all the gods, because what was now hosting between my legs caused so many questions that I was not able to maintain a dialogue.

Something, let's call it that, like a nimble snake probed my folds, gently opening its way and pushing inward, allowing you to feel its smoothness and warmth. Nothing like a dick at all! Even with my minimal experience, I could swear by oath that it definitely did not look like a male organ! Too flexible and tight.

“And now it will be very nice,” he assured me, and the clitoris seemed to be sucked in somewhere!

The throbbing bump, which groaned from inattention, was captured by something viscous, and after a second it dawned on me that it was very similar to a sucker. My clitoris was sucked in by a suction cup on a tentacle.

At this thought, my knees trembled, and I was slightly led back, but the clogging of the capsule allowed me to immediately attach to the strong hot chest of someone who was fucking me in a crowd of completely unfamiliar men.

Grease ran down my thighs, and the squelching got louder and louder, but I didn't care anymore. I was spreading from how confidently the piston moved up and down, pulling the suction cup, taking it to the top of bliss.

When the orgasm was already close, I instinctively leaned back with my hips, resting my hands on the bald man, exposing myself to the caresses of a stranger behind him. He did not even look at me, apparently deciding that I had exhausted the limit of his attention for today.

The tentacles moved faster, and I bit my lip so as not to moan, but buried my chest in the hand of the bald man, scratched his clothes with standing nipples, realizing that the avalanche had covered me, and there was no more strength to resist moaning.

- Ahh...

Lubricant flowed down her thighs, her clitoris throbbed, and the detached sucker made her whole body shudder, resting her forehead against the bald man's strong, but so indifferent shoulder.

The tool of pleasure left my bosom and, having smeared with a tip, went down my leg, hinting that I should step over the ribbons of my panties, and as soon as I did it, it immediately disappeared, dragging my underwear with it.

- I'll visit you. My name is Arisel,” he promised.

The client base is growing.