.” She hesitated, and then decided to go on, “Atsa, what happened back there? You ran as if possessed by a demon, straight to the Lady’s temple....How did you know it was there? And why did you stay inside for so long? I’ve warned you about intruding on the Lady’s realm.”She was asking questions I’d been asking since my audience with the goddess of death had finished. How had I known the temple would be there? What had driven me so strongly towards that place? Why did the Lady talk with me?. She looked younger naked. Her curves were revealed to be puppy fat, but she wasn’t over weight just girlish. Her large breasts hadn’t yet felt the ravages of gravity and remained high and pert, her nipples small and pink, but standing proud. Jenna picked up Trish’s vibrator and handed it to her, leading her over to the bed where she got her own from the drawer. They sat on the bed facing each other, almost instinctively forming a mirror image with out a word being said. They wrapped their. A larger tentacle was waving in front of her mouth, almost hypnotising her. As she watched in amazement, it began to transform itself from a smooth tendril into a perfectly formed (and awfully long and thick) penis, complete with veins along the shaft and a bulbous head with curved rim. Despite herself, she couldn’t help being impressed. If every cock she’d fucked had been that size, she might not have begun to show more interest in women.As she mused on this possibility, the cock-tentacle. ”“Or fucking them.” “That too.” I grinned devilishly at her. Elena lit one of my cigarettes between her lips. “You know, after spending so much time with you, I’ve realized something about you, Leveria.” “Which is…?” She regarded me purposefully. “You have a very thick shell, and you wear it like layered armor.” She put her hand on my shoulder, and smiled affectionately. “But deep beneath all the pageantry, propriety, stateliness and power; beneath even the torture, murder, father-fucking and.