And slid right into loose fabric the female wore.
The female was unconscious, fever all time high.
Finding the source was easy.
A weird cave like structure.
Probably for procreation.
‘It’ took no chance and
plunged in.
The female moaned, the warm mess of goo slithering faster into
her, pleasure never seem to jolt away.
She moaned and moaned.
And ‘It’ settles into the place.
‘It’ began releasing
hormones into this female, healing her of the fever.
And made her think it was all a wet dream.
The splotch of liquid on her fabric was a proof.