She smiled then turned on all fours, her drone-filled stomach distended in front of her and laying on the slime-filled floor. “Eggs?” I said. Porn Drones squirmed, shivered, crawled about inside my mother’s ass as I drove my two feet of meat in and out of her. My mother turned as if to straddle and fuck the stalk, but Makala stopped her. The number of drones inside me increased as more of them poured up my ass and down my throat. Makala walked to one of the eggs. Where my mother had been, all I could see was a mound of drones, squirming, writhing, coating my mother’s body, pushing in where ever they wanted, entering her mouth, her ass, her tentacle snatch.
Actors:
Iris Muray / Peter Indigo Sin
