I have always loved woman in their prime and the very thought of seeing my ultimate fantasy woman before me gave enough cause for me to hide in the bu...h surrounding her picturesque garden.Combing her silvery white hair with her fingers, my prick began throbbing in my pants as she slowly undid the buttons of her dress. Allowing her garment to slip onto the trim lawn she ran her hands up an down her fit body.Her stockings were being held up by a white suspender belt. Unzipping I took hold of my. . it's tendrils against Rachel's tits....I held my breath, feeling her bare bottom move against my pussy.And even terrified, I found myself thinking that if I had a cock, I would have been inside of her.I looked down in my lap and saw that the creature had extended one of its tentacles, reaching down and covering her pussy.Why was it touching her?Why didn't she notice?Her eyes opened, looking up into mine. Rachel let out a long gasp, grinding against me, clearly enjoying the creature's. I wanted to stretch that supple young pussy to ensure what ever I offered it in the future it would take. I remember our last captive, and how the melon had filled her. She had been stretched to such a degree that she could and did take suck a massive object into her wet hole. I wanted the same for sweet Jane, in time.She parted her legs so the thick plastic cock could be slid into her. A tight fit, but none the less a fit. I looked at my handy work when I had fitted the nipple clamps. She had. He knows how to treat a fire-bush sting." Harrah began to fall behind. "Run, Harrah! Before the poison can do its work." Who is Elias?" she shouted."He's the village apothecary ... and I'm his apprentice. Keep running, Harrah!"Harrah was panting. She doubled her effort and then stumbled. "I can't feel my feet!" she cried.Jonas circled back to her, picked her up and carried her. "Hang on, Harrah!" Panting, Jonas carried her down the hill and toward the fields surrounding his village. Her arms.