Asura began to work the tentacle in her faster and faster, having the shifting mass seem to penetrate deeper into her by rippling it's surface along her walls, until it actually did begin to fill her and press against her cervix. The pair suckling on her breasts continued, occasionally pulling one of her nipples out from her chest and letting it snap back before greedily engulfing the young tit again.

The machine picked up its pace with the girl as it began to synchronize with her thoughts, reading her emotions much clearer... the pangs of unwanted lust from her body feeding Asura, any guilt or even a lack of it feeding its curiosity as much as satiating it.

Ishtar moaned faster and and more wildly as she felt the tentacle thrusting into her faster and faster. The tentacle seemed to pushe deeper and deeper with ever thrust, as its ridges brushed against her velvet walls. The young woman let out a shout as she felt hit press against her cervix. The blue haired girl could feel one of her breasts being pulled away from her chest before a tentacle would let go, before it reached down and grabbed the nipple again.

Ishtar gasped and moaned as she could feel her lust and pleasure rapidly building inside her. The young woman didn't want to be this turned on by what was happening, but she knew it was only a matter of time before she driven into absolute bliss.