She felt like she’d stumbled onto something that was edging beyond her ken. “We simply call them ‘Creatures’, as their true name is long and obnoxious. She was naked, aside from a t-shirt, with a green tentacle poking out of her vagina, an oily-coloured vase wrapped in its grip. Primal and eager. “I want to feel every inch of you.” The thrusting slowed as Helja concentrated. But such thoughts quickly flew from her mind as she orgasmed with nearly every thrust. It was hard to listen to her words. pull it out?”
Noelle moved her tentacle so that it put the vase on the ground. She came immediately, cum spattering out around the tentacle. The tentacle left her clingy womb abandoned when it moved away, and consumed its desperate love with each inevitable return. “Yet.” She pointedly looked down at Amy, then slowly returned her gaze to Noelle. I didn’t mean-.”
The woman raised a placating hand.
