Inhuman overtime (5/22) (Patreon)

Mike wasn´t able to get his eyes off the dripping cunt on the creatures face until it was too late:

The insect abomination was standing right in front of him, its disgusting opening just a few inches away from his own face. Mike smelled the weird, sweet-musky odor the slimy orifice was spreading. Suddenly, the vertical lips of the lightly haired facecunt started to move - they parted, as a thick, veiny proboscis slipped out of it and into mike´s mouth within seconds.

He tried to scream, but it was way too late. The slippery, strong organ had already entered his throat, sucking on his tongue.

Jhon was still busy with the code, and slapped around in the air aimlessly, distracted by a swarm of flies that seemed to have followed the bug-girl.