As she slipped from Ona’s mouth, Makala nodded to my mother. “You’re not finished,” Alura said. Beeg I glanced back and saw Makala had pulled out of Alura’s asshole and was now pressing her own meat inside of my anus next to Alura’s. I felt my balls tighten, and thick ropy masses of my semen shot into the eggs. Ona’s situation had changed since the last time we had been there. “It’s better than one of us dying.”
“None of you will die from the brood. The entire space was covered in drones, coating several mounds that were clearly people in the throes of various stages of ecstasy. Ona’s eyes, which had been dreamily half-lidded suddenly shot open.
