1. Cosmos: deep corners. Amusement park. Part 1
  2. Cosmos: deep corners. Amusement park. Part 2
  3. Cosmos: deep corners. Amusement park. Part 3
  4. Cosmos: deep corners. Amusement park. Part 4
  5. Cosmos: deep corners. Amusement park. Ending

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Smith remained to wake up in the middle of the cabin-smelling sex. She had to think about the words and the images that the Alien gave her to confirm her words. Images were extremely entertaining.

***

“It is on the second level,” Gavrilov’s ear whispered. In the back he hurt shoved a fire extinguisher, frightened Sviridov.

“Forgive my chef,” the girl squeaked.

“I see nothing,” the senior technician whispered indignantly into the microphone. He nervously drove the flamethrower barrel in different directions, but the motion sensor did not fix anything.

“It's directly below you,” Shepard said almost hysterically. I clearly see movement on the monitor.

- This makes no sense. As you can see from there, but we are not. Maybe you have the device junk?

- Why, with a dick, for non-statutory, a voice in the earphone was outraged. I check on myself and the guys. The sensor works well.

- Gavrilov, uncertainly trampled on the spot. Jenkins incapacitated, Smith dragged this reptile. There are only two people left from the squadron. Of the weapons only flamethrower. But there was nowhere to retreat.

- Okay, I'll try to go down below. I'll check what's there. Maybe all the same our engineering is messing up. What I by the way will not be surprised.

“You wouldn’t go there, boss,” Sviridov touched his shoulder.

- And what else to do - stomp back, with nothing?

“It moves,” hissed the earpiece. Fifteen meters from you. Is approaching.

Gavrilov launched a volley down the stairs and listened. Nothing. Stepping carefully, he began to descend. Gave another stream of flame under his feet. He sat down at the bottom of a narrow tunnel and peered intensely into the darkness. He flashed a short salvo and turned in the other direction. In the light of the pilot flame, sat an incredible creature. A cross between a woman and some kind of insect. The mouth of the woman was opened and richly shed moisture, which plentifully poured on a magnificent breast with protruding nipples. Black body glittered wet and exuded a powerful charge of sexual energy. The creature hissed and rushed to the attack. Gavrilov, to his shame, did not even have time to squeeze the trigger.

“Only not in the ass,” the senior technician shouted in his voice, and he was thrown somewhere in the dark.

The younger technician Sviridov nerves finally passed. He threw a fire extinguisher and rushed away from all legs.

Flo did not waste time on her victim. For fun, she okhmuril Gavrilova, turning off his mind for a while. Now he himself will climb the ship until he finds a victim. And well, if it is a woman, and then awkwardly out, - she smiled wickedly, thought Flo.

***

Sviridov, screaming and swearing on the run. Several times she hurt her head on the bulkhead, trying to grope the way back to her. She did not even run, but rather crawled quickly, numb with horror. It seemed to her that the creature literally breathed into her head.

The girl got out of the ventilation in some room. Judging by the sounds, there was a lot of space around. Hangar for fighters probably. The girl took a step and came to something soft, pliable. At the same moment, she jerked upward, turning her legs to the ceiling.

- Desperately screeching, she hung upside down and swayed to the sides. She was as if in a cocoon, covered to the neck with a sticky composition and could hardly move. At that very moment, the girl felt something coming down from above, forcing the web or rope on which she hung to vibrate and stretch.

Flo slowly went down. Moved to the victim's legs. Slipped lower like a snake. It hung in front of the victim's face. Licked her neck. Suppressed resistance and a little kindled desire.

Dugout ceased to flutter and limp. Flo turned around. Her penis rubbed hard across the victim's face. Flo aimed and deftly put an end to her closed lips. I pushed once, and the other dugout surrendered. Her mouth reluctantly opened and Flo entered from the bottom up into her throat. Podmahivaya back voltranka deeply, for the entire length invested in the mouth. Moisture poured over the dugout face. The best lubricator! Flo tightly clasped the victim with her feet and slapped her face with her wet ass, pushing the hard cock up to the stop. She froze inside for a long time, depriving the girl of breath. Under a loud joyful sob and a fierce sigh, she pulled the wet cock out. Pushed him back. Bottom and up. Bottom and up. The wet pussy of the dugout was opposite the face of a voltrank. Soft lips Flo sensually pressed to the body of the victim. Plentifully moistened plump lips. Poelozila language between her legs. Licked her ass. Went a long tongue inside. Carefully licked your trophy, not forgetting to pry back in her mouth.

“Like a spider nympho,” thought Flo. Moisture squirted in all directions and flew to the floor. The member tirelessly slid into the throat and back. Voltranka sold out in earnest. Plunging over the very eggs, she consumed the victim in her mouth with ottyagom.

She plentifully finished, forcing the wet mouth to swallow and choke.

- What a pleasant thing to taste, thought the dugout, gladly absorbing a delicious hot mass.

Working hard with her tongue and even in such an uncomfortable position, Flo was able to make the girl cum and become ecstatic, swaying like a pear on a branch.

Filled with sticky almost from head to toe, the girl helplessly flattened herself on the floor of the hangar. Flo left her familiar "business card" and moved on to continue the hunt for the crew of the earth.

***

- What the hell is going on? Sergeant Gordon wiped the sweat from his brow and glanced at his subordinates. All forty people were scattered in a strange forest within sight. On the faces of the valiant warriors flashed a variety of emotions. If Gordon was alone, he would be sure that he was drugged and now he quietly, peacefully gnaws foam rubber and tears the straitjacket powerlessly somewhere in the ward.

The trees looked like trees, but in each bend of the trunk and branches, the outlines of female and male bodies were easily guessed. The grass was grass, but any bump or bulge looked like a woman's breasts or an erect penis. The flowers looked like vaginas and limbs. The soldiers rubbed their eyes, laughing nervously, poking each other with their elbows, paying attention to the next “flower”. Crowds of enemies? Unequal power? Sure death or impossible order? Yes whatever. But this!? It was above the strength of Sergeant Gordon. He did not see any reference points in which side the assembly point did not know. The compass, even the antediluvian mechanical, did not work, rotating the arrow frantically under the clouded glass. A couple of minutes ago, Gordon's squad stumbled upon the wreckage of a reconnaissance drone. Now it is clear that aerial reconnaissance in the same ass as the ground troops.

The forest was like living. On the verge of hearing, there were distinct voluptuous moans, shouts, sighs. The air was diluted with some kind of pinkish mist that stirred the heart and created indecent with erection. The men became jerky, in the eyes of women appeared too lively luster, and their faces reddened. The detachment clearly ceased to be soldiers, but turned into a gathering of anxious, wandering through the impossible forest. And this whole company lacked just a click, the teams and they would pounce on each other, trying to relieve sexual tension. And unfortunately, it happened at that very moment.

The detachment went to a huge clearing. In the middle of it was a shallow lake with hot water, from which came a pleasantly smelling steam. In the water, bathed, floundered and frolicked dozens of beautiful girls and guys. All completely naked, completely different in appearance. So say for every taste.

At the far end of the lake were two girls with huge wings similar to those of a bat or a fairy dragon. Red bodies, painted with complex ornaments. Neat horns on the head. Long, flexible tails.Sexual succubus or devils. They lasciviously licked and with a promise in beautiful eyes, they met an earthly landing party. Each of them has two girls at their feet, who, replacing each other, sucked their huge cocks (!) And licked shiny eggs.

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