Don’t Smile

🔞 explicit

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"O-okay...," Hobe mumbled, his warm breath sweeping across Anna's face.

Anna felt a tingling sensation, her nipples hardening, as her hands continued to navigate the buttons of Hobe's digital tentacle center.

"It's not that complicated, actually," she remarked while adjusting her breathing. "We should meet in the virtual transaction space. I'll guide you on how to help me there." She furrowed her brow in concentration.

Hobe nodded in agreement. "I'll do my best to assist you."

"Oh, shit," Anna muttered inwardly, bewildered by the inexplicable sensations coursing through her body.

She didn't understand why she felt horny for Hobe. Why she felt her two nipples harden and her clit tighten and ache. As if begging to be touched.

The erratic impulses, the tingling warmth – it was all so foreign to her.

Was it the instability of her system triggering these uncharted feelings, or was it something more primal?