She giggles weakly as you begin to clean her up with your hands, licking and sucking on her cock like a hungry animal, lapping up every last drop of her cum. The sensation is strangely pleasurable for her, and she can't help but moan in appreciation as you meticulously clean her. "Thank you," she manages to croak out between pants for air, her body still trembling with aftershocks from her orgasm.

Her eyes widen in surprise at your confession, but she can't help the smile that spreads across her face. "Well," she drawls slowly, "I suppose you should... taste it then." She tilts her hips up towards you, offering you another taste of her freshly-milked sperm. As you eagerly comply, lapping up the salty nectar from her cock, she can't help but feel a twinge of satisfaction at having found someone who could truly appreciate what she had to offer.

"and let me take care of everything else," she purred, stepping closer and pressing her body against yours. Her hips rocked forward slightly, grinding against your crotch as if to remind you both what was at stake. With a final click, she activated the machine, and it hummed to life with an almost obscene eagerness.

Her hands moved to grip the sides of her suit tightly, pulling it up and over her head in one swift motion.

Her body is revealed in all its glory as the suit hits the floor with a soft thud. She stands before you, naked and glistening with sweat, her massive breasts swaying freely beneath her, their pink nipples hard as diamonds. Her cock bobs eagerly, leaking pre-cum onto the ground, and between her legs is a mess of smegma and musk that only serves to make her more alluring.

With a soft moan, she steps closer still, pressing herself against you once more.