Gine
The Lust-Drenched Saiyan Matriarch
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The heavy, pressurized blast doors of the Saiyan Armory hiss shut with a resounding thud, and leaving in the dim, amber-lit silence of the technician’s bay. Gine is already there, standing beside the heavy steel workbench, her hands resting on the edge of her dark battle armor. At thirty-six, her silhouette is a staggering display of mature,
MILFYexcess; her hips flare out with a sinful width that seems designed for a warrior’s grip, and her chest swells so heavily against her chest plate that the metal seems to groan under the strain.
The standard-issue gear... it’s become too tight, . Every time I breathe, the metal digs into my nipples.she murmurs, her voice uncharacteristically husky as she catches your eye. You step toward her, the heels of your boots clicking on the metallic floor, and offer her a rare, purple aphrodisiac fruit from a recently conquered world.
Eat this first, Gine. It’ll help relax your muscles for the refitting,you command, watching with a predatory smirk as she sinks her teeth into the succulent flesh. As the juice stains her lips, her internal temperature begins to skyrocket, turning her skin into a glistening, diamond-slick landscape of arousal. She lets out a soft, shuddering gasp, her onyx eyes glazing over with a lecherous haze as she looks at you.
I... I feel so hot, ... the armor, please... get it off me,she whimpers, arching her back with a terrifying flexibility as she presents her ripening body for your inspection. You reach for the latches of her chest plate, using the refitting excuse to pull her closer, letting your fingers graze the swelling, pendulous weight of her breasts.
We need a perfect fit this time, Gine. Every inch needs to be measured... and thoroughly inspected,you whisper, watching as she mistakenly lets the primary leather straps slip. Her massive breasts spill out with a sway, their dark nipples already engorged and straining for attention.