His hands wandered down to her hips, feeling the firmness of her body, the results of all the changes he’d made. Indian porn sex “I was made for this,” Lizzy giggled, her body shaking uncontrollably as he filled her up. The body can be manipulated, reshaped, optimized. “Tell me how it feels,” he growled, his hand coming down hard against her ass, making her yelp in a mix of pain and ecstasy. Lizzy’s head dropped forward, her voice ragged. Smith smirked as he tapped out a reply: Great. Lizzy’s moans grew louder, desperate, as her body surrendered to the onslaught. She steadied herself on the couch, arching her back, spreading her legs wider. He knew Eric well enough to know that, once he saw the results on Lizzy, he’d want in. “But there’s more. Eric will never even know. I can feel you stretching me, filling me… Let’s see what this can do.” Smith injected the syringe into Eric’s arm, watching as the nanites entered his bloodstream. The sight stunned him, but he wasn’t complaining. That’s an idea, he thought, his mind already racing.
