Girls panted all over the room, their faces red and flushed. It was…enthralling. “I’m afraid by holding my tentacles in, by trying to fight my orgasm, it caused me to lose all control when it did finally happen.”
“Well, in light of the satisfaction your tentacles gave me, I am more than gracious enough to forgive you.” She smiled, licking her lips. Tabitha pinched my nipple, adding more trembling delight to my body. Before the masturbating class, I fucked Miss Erma with my tentacles, looking control of them when I climaxed. And one with tentacles. “I think all of us can agree that we experienced such delight today.”
“Definitely,” Tabitha nodded, standing naked beside me. It was all so much. Where we—
My thoughts were scattered by Christine’s tongue licking at the tip of my appendage. “Her tentacles are going up their skirts,” one said. These elements bond together. “Where do they come from?” another girl asked, an eager smile on her face.
