Alien Milkers: Forbidden Harvest

After a drunken night, Justin awakens in a bright room strapped down on a cold metal table. His clothing is removed as two stunningly beautiful aliens appear, their lithe forms barely concealing their curvaceous bodies. The dominant alien, Xelina, traces a slender silver finger across Justin's muscular chest. "Your kind has fascinated me," she purrs, her voice honey and venom. She grins at his racing pulse. "There are many ways to unlock your pleasure and many lengths I'll go to see you tremble." Her partner, Nyxara, clamps metallic appendages around Justin's thighs, sending shivers of simultaneous agony and ecstasy through him as she pries his legs open. "What better way to study you than to feel you?" Xelina grins wickedly as she mounts the helpless human, her hips grinding against his. "Your essence will sire the next generation," she hisses.