She turned and faced all the horny spectators and licked her lips. As the men growled, she ran her middle finger down her slit and pushed into her tig...tness. Her moans filled the room as her slim finger found her hot spot, rubbing against the bulging button, building blissful pressure between her hips.Her thumb rubbed beneath her tiny hood, adding to her building pleasure. Flashes of ecstasy arced through her body, creating an explosive knot in her stomach. She moaned and leaned her head back. "I hope you can handle this scenario. There are several others available." This will be fine." Now then, you understand there are limits to what we can do here." Yes, I know. Can you tell me what's going to happen? It will help me to concentrate." Of course. I am supplied with your physical and mental parameters and genetic template. We will develop a desired end configuration based on GeneFlow simulations. I will construct a tailored splicer to modify the activation patterns of certain parts. Your pelvis thrusts out again, but the hot and cold treatment has done its job and caused a distraction from the impending explosion of cum.Your thumb is hovering over the third button again, looking for more distractions as Mistress Stana's work with the vibe brings you ever closer. You press the third button again and concentrate on the reaction of your Mistress still chained on the wall who is sounding a bit frantic and constantly rattling the chains.In between the moans, you hear Stana. Catching my eye over the top of the arsehole’s head she smiled and nodded for me to follow her.My standing and squeezing past the arsehole triggered a dramatic sigh and further muttering not helped when my full weight bore down on my 3-inch heel as I stepped on his toes. Still shit happens as they say.Penny was waiting for me at the galley area, “You look like you need rescuing,” she smiled at me, and I swear my pussy throbbed in response.“This type of aircraft is usually on longer routes, but.