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It was quick this time. The process only lasted a few minutes, thankfully, and no one seemed to have noticed the elevator had stopped. Amu lay half-sprawled, sitting up against the back wall with her legs hanging open and watched, fascinated as ever in her multiple-climax-induced clarity of mind, the lips of her cunt being spread from within, spread wider than they had ever been before around the solid lump trying to escape. as the shimmering blue gold-encrusted shape squeezed its way out from between her labia. With a last convulsive spasm, a bejewelled egg as big as a grapefruit slipped free trailing viscous fluid, followed shortly by a powerful squirt of vaginal liquid. Incredibly, a second followed it, two almost identical eggs made of some onyx-like blue mineral and covered in ornate gold patterns punctuated by sapphires and emeralds barely a centimetre across. She watched them come to rest together on the metal floor between her feet and then fell back at last, panting heavily, flushed and sweaty as another orgasm swept up her body. A fresh and truly awesome flood of juices spewed forth from her cunt, as if her body were emptying itself through her vagina, fluid spraying out over the floor and coating the eggs in a shiny layer.
After a little while, she knew she had to leave. Amu stripped down in the quiet confines of the elevator, mopped up what mess she could of her cunt with her blouse before putting on fresh underwear. The frilly red lingerie, she decided, just for kicks. She redressed in a combination sweater-kneesock-miniskirt outfit, stepped into her platforms, stuffed the soaked clothing into a spare carrier bag and then stabbed at the G button. They were probably valuable in some way. She couldn't be sure, but each egg was covered in jewels that certainly looked authentic to her eyes, and each of them had a certain aesthetic charm to the design. They might be worth a lot of money.
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