I shuddered. “I’m just washing you. She worried what would happen if a human found it. Tabitha and I gave a squeak of fear as Prefect Geneva strode in wearing the same nightgown as last night, the neckline tight about her throat, her large breasts heaving before her, her nipples hard through the fabric. They slithered back inside of me as the prefect strode closer and ripped the covers about us, revealing our nightgowns pushed up to our mid-thighs. I brushed her sphincter. She felt the cold grass on her face, the dew bleeding through her dark-green dress. The young girl’s fingers shaking her shoulder. The flutters…they’re building.”
“That means you’re going to cum,” I moaned. Marilynn moaned into Daisy’s mouth. “Oh, Geneva,” moaned Tabitha. “But no more being abed. Oh, wow. An orgasm built in the teacher, stimulated by the squirming connector. It’s happening. And then my clitoris rubbed against hers. Metallic.” The maid bit her lip. Oh, wow. “I do. Their bodies heaved. Pleasure trembled through her body. I was so glad I met her on my first day at The Kensington Boarding School. Their lips met as Marilynn reamed her tentacle in and out of the maid’s body.
