More ripping sounds cut through the night air, disturbing the once calm sounds of the forest ……her jeans are gone…….devoured by another tentacle….naked and writhing she sees the remaining tentacles make quick work of her bra and panties……a dominant tentacle rears up and consumes the small patch of hair on her vagina, dissolving all hair, leaving her pussy bald, a wet glaze of tentacle juice on her perfect pussy lips, leaving them exposed and glistening in the moonlight. She started licking the excess juice on the beasts tip, she embraced the new tentacle like she was sucking a big cock……she knew If she stretched her mouth open to its maximum she could maybe take it in her throat, sucking it, her mind telling her that a cock this large wouldn’t be very comfortable, her body wanting it as deep as it could go. She takes of her hoodie and another wave of lavender engulfs her once more, what is causing this?
