New tentacles entered me until I was used as thoroughly as Kinsey, each hole only a receptacle for the thing's pleasure.Her make-up was smeared from s...reaming out countless orgasms, her eyes wide with shock at that thing pumping white-hot cum inside of her pussy. But the creature’s ejaculation did not spare her, new cocks simply replaced the ones that had sprayed inside of her holes, covering her face and cunt with its seed. She shook, climaxing against her every conception of sex, her eyes. .. helping someone masturbate becomes watching them masturbate.I wanted to fuck my sister. I mean, ideally I wanted to fuck her while she was awake, while she knew exactly what was happening. But I didn’t know if that day would ever come, and so until then, I’d settle with fucking her while she was under.The trouble was, I had no idea how to get to that stage. Last time, I’d managed to convince her to dry-hump me ... while she was hypothetically asleep. I could kiss her, I could even get her to. What’s their secret? Is it a loving partner that cares for them? Nope. Is it a newfound religion? Not likely. Is it drugs? No… well, maybe. But it’s also something else, something much more magical. No, literally, it’s a magic book.That’s right, hidden throughout the world are these special little hardcover books with slightly worn red leather bindings just begging to be found. They look inconspicuous enough, and most people won’t even remember how they ended up with one, but when they are. I said you’d take a look at it. You don’t mind, do you?” He was speaking to her, and now his wife was talking over the old woman, telling him what Mrs Gambol was saying, anyway. Well, even if he did, he could hardly say so in front of the old lady. He made a mental note to apply a little more effort to the spanking he was going to give his wife this night. She tolerated spanking. It wasn’t her preferred activity, she liked being tied, exposed and unable to stop him ravishing her. But she.