Kirbee butt stuff

>Waking up in the middle of the night yet again, Kirbee wipes the cold sweat from her forehead, struggling to focus with the memories of the colony still flooding her mind and rendering her restless through and through. With the rest of the group still deep in slumber, she sighs to herself, running a palm down the side of her cheek and pouting at how she's still wide awake no matter how much she tries to sleep. The entire ordeal having put an immense strain on her both physically and emotionally, she decides to take a small walk, just to clear her head and ponder her thoughts.
>What starts out as a brisk stroll around the surrounding wastes however, soon turns into something far more obscene as time goes on. It hadn't occurred to Kirbee at first, but it dawns on her with every step, how unbelievably *pent up* she was inside. Falling to her knees and looking around to make sure no one was around, sweat cascades down her figure as the deep, carnal lust building up inside her body yearns for release. A visible blush forms at her cheeks as sweat drizzles down her smooth, curvaceous frame , all  as her palms tug at the tight clothes concealing her figure that now beckons for release.
>Unable to resist the instinctive urges taking over, a low whimper slips past her lips as she begins to unclothe. Her body, illuminated solely by the moon and the stars overhead, glistens magnificently even in the dim light, with her broad hips and pert bust looking absolutely soaked to boot. Biting her bottom lip and desperate for relief from this intense burning sensation , her palms work almost on their very own as they direct to none-other then that large, round rearend she sports.

>It had been such a long time since she had some time to herself, that Kirbee had forgotten how unbelievably...soft her ass was. There was no doubt to it, her buttocks were exceedingly plush, evident especially so as her fingers sink into the twin mounds of padded bubblebutt. With a bashful sigh, she starts to fondle her own backside, eyes rolling back into her skull as a small translucent droplet of drool slips past her lips. Tenderly caressing her malleable ass, her vision starts to go hazy each time she kneads and prods with intense fervor, going so far as to grab hold of each separate buttock in hand, pull them slooowly apart..and then just let go, shuddering and nearly going full ahegao from the sensation of her asscheeks slapping against one another like warm jello. Chills running up her spine at every *squelsh* of her buttocks compressing and then pulling apart from each other, with visible ripples vibrating across the expanse of her rotund backside.
>Only when she accidentally brushes her fingertips against her nethers, does she let out a quick, barely audible cry. Palms hovering over her asscrack and with breath coming out in hoarse, haggard breaths, Kirbee resigns herself to her fate, unable to hold back any longer as the tension within her has gotten too much to bear. Taking in a deep breath and closing her eyes shut...she begins to massage her asshole. Sparks INSTANTLY begin to reverberate through her body, forcing her into a 'face-down/ass-up' position as her digits work at the soft, plump ring of sensitive flesh nestled in between her two buttery soft asscheeks. More and more droplets of drool land on the ground below, pooling beneath her as she lewdly works at her backside from top to bottom, running her index finger around the circumference of her pucker, all as her legs wobble and threaten to go out beneath her down below.

>It was always an embarrassing secret for her , especially back in Unity, to have a butthole more suited to be on an equine stud then a lizard, though despite her discomfort at such and endowment, it was still one of the easiest ways for her to get off. As she kneads the gummisoft ring passionately in between her index finger and thumb, a stream of warm, translucent fluid begins to seep out of her absolutely-engorged pussy, her body so flooded with arousal from all this anal stimulation, that she doesn't even realize she's orgasming. Only when she loses all resolve, and plunges both index fingers straight into her ass, does Kirbee freeze up and nearly topple over. Mouth agape and eyes watering, she stands completely still, the breath completely knocked out of her as she struggles to even focus on a single thought. Falling to the side with a slump, she instantly achieves sleep, albeit with a large, content smile strewn across her face....and with hands still prodding the confines of her sopping wet, pastry-sized pucker too.