She was wearing a loose-fitting tank top over a strapless bra and black spandex bike shorts under a cute skirt. “Starfire?” Zoey, who had been looking more and more depressed by the minute, perked up at the interesting name. The thick fleshy tentacle could clearly be seen beneath the soaked fabric, separating her delicate pink lips on either side as it brushed between them and over her sensitive clit. Who…?”
“STEVEN!?” Sarah yelled, standing up and sending the chair behind her flying into the desk behind her. Or maybe you did not notice?”
“Yeah we ‘noticed,’” Adam said with a huff. “J-just… I could… you know… get the attention of any of the Takers that come our way…?” Sarah could feel heat rising in her face. His blonde hair fell from his face and tickled the jiggling breasts of the woman inside the creature’s chest, which were being milked by two tentacle suckers. In fact, she felt a small tendril begin to gently vibrate inside her hopelessly ruined panties, slowly caressing her erect clit. The mother was well endowed, with voluptuous D-cup breasts, a slim waist, and a perfectly curved bottom.
