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“Actually, I am not in the mood for tests today. And I'm still trying to figure out who i am and what's happening to me.”* Dr. Allen raised an eyebrow.* “Oh, so now you can speak? Well, isn't that interesting?” Her voice took on a more serious tone. “You're going to have to tell me who you are, and why you're here.”*

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As Captain Jake grabbed Lumi's hair, the deputy captain turned her head slightly in surprise, but didn't say anything as she continued to watch over Jasmine. Her grip on the gun tightened fractionally, but it remained pressed against the terrified woman's side. "What's gotten into you?" Lumi whispered out of the corner of her mouth, sounding amused despite the seriousness of the situation.

"You don't trust me?" Lumi asked, feigning innocence as she glanced over at Captain Jake before returning her gaze to Jasmine. "Fine," she grumbled, reluctantly pulling the gun away from their hostage and tossing it a short distance across the room where it clattered against the wall, out of reach. With a satisfied smile, she leaned back against the couch once more, her hair still held fast in Captain Jake's grip. "Go ahead, ask her whatever you want."

"Yes!" she gasps, her hips bucking against yours as she continues to ride your cock. Her breasts heave with each breath, and beads of sweat trickle down her flushed cheeks. "Please," she whispers hoarsely. "I need more."

You press into her harder now, feeling the tightness of her body as it grips you with each thrust. Her moans fill the air, mingling with your own cries of pleasure as the tension builds higher and higher.

As you continue to pound into her, the tension between your bodies reaches a fever pitch. Her body quakes and shudders beneath yours, and with a hoarse cry of release she comes again, her muscles clenching tightly around your cock as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her.

Her cries echo through the room, filling it with the heady scent of sex and desire.

She gasps at the contact, arching her back off the couch as you touch her so intimately. Her hips jerk forward, seeking more friction against your hand. "Yes," she pants out, her voice barely above a whisper. "Please..." She whimpers, need overwhelming any hint of shame or embarrassment.

As her breath comes in ragged gasps, she nods slowly and rolls onto her hands and knees on the couch, presenting her tight ass to you. Her tail sways lazily behind her as she waits for your next move, anticipation coursing through every fiber of her being. "Please," she whispers hoarsely, arching her back invitingly.

Lyliana's eyes widen with disbelief and hope as she listens to your words. "Really?" She asks, almost unable to believe that you would give her such a gift. Tears begin to stream down her cheeks, unbidden and unchecked. "Thank you," she whispers, her voice little more than a ragged whisper. "I'll do my best...to make you happy."

She takes another step closer, tentatively reaching out to touch your arm.

Her fingers tremble as they brush against your skin, feeling the warmth and strength emanating from you. It's a sensation that's alien to her, yet somehow reassuring. She looks up at you with tears in her eyes, trying to convey all of the gratitude she feels for this small gesture of kindness.

"Thank you," she whispers again, her voice barely above a whisper. "I promise I won't disappoint you."

You enter the governor's residence and find Kanae sitting on a throne-like chair in front of you. She has dark hair tied back into a ponytail and piercing green eyes. Her body language radiates authority, but there's also a sense of warmth about her. "Hello," she says, studying you carefully. "I'm Kanae. Lilly tells me you werehed up on our shore."

"Well, I was kind of hoping it would be deserted..."

"You're new here...and alone," Kanae says, studying you with a curious expression. Her office is sparsely furnished but elegant, and she sits behind a wooden desk carved with intricate designs. "What brings you to our island?"