“Holy shit Sam what the fuck is going on!” Kristen immediately begins to fight her restraints. My inspection of the room is broken but an unexpected sound, a moan from Kristen. Her thick lover not even slowing it’s pace. Is everything alright?” She says still half asleep. The tentacle had now worked its way back to her pussy and had now entered her! This time it was a lot less pleasant. My eyes open quickly, and I feel like I haven’t been breathing for hours. It was fucking Kristen so hard that it was hard to focus on the object but it seemed like the bulge was moving up the length of the shaft. The tentacle had picked up the pace and now was slamming its length into Kristen’s pussy. I wasn’t exactly thrilled about such a long drive through a mostly empty desert but didn’t want to argue with Kristen that we should take a plane. One night in particular I had tried to see if Kristen would go to a strip club with me. Her pussy appears to be absolutely soaked in the tentacles slime. Just below Kristen’s feet I notice a tentacle like object begin to emerge from the wall. My favorite part of sex with Kristen was when she was on top Her breast were not big by
