I carefully stood up and grabbed my clutch before saying to him "Hey thanks for the drink, you're a cool guy and all but my boyfriend just texted me s... I gotta get going."I squeezed past him, trying at all costs to avoid touching the creepy guy and headed toward the exit. As I started walking I felt myself wobble on my high heels and the room began to sway. I must have had more to drink than I thought. I worked hard to keep my focus. I strode one careful step at a time, one foot in front of the. With the thought of Joe’s cock sliding into my hole I threw on some joggers and a vest and made my way to the kitchen, my irritation at Joe fading as dirty thoughts of him filled my head. My nipples, still sensitive from being played with just minutes before, rubbed lightly against the fabric covering them as my breasts bounced slightly without a bra, a persistent reminder of my need for sexual satisfaction. Joe wouldn’t catch my eye throughout dinner. We chatted and joked with our other. He began building up his orgasm, when he felt a strange, but now seemed logic enough, sense of further penetration, he could feel the two tentacles emerging from his cock, pushing through her clutching cervix, and entering her uterus, whereas each one of them squeezed itself into one of her uterine tubes, searching for her egg-stores, her ovaries, that was the catch then, the creature's goal wasn't to only transform his sperms, but it was also aiming at transforming the mating females' eggs as. I glanced through the opening and was so overwhelmed with what I saw. There was my Nan laying stretched out on the bed, her huge boobs drooping to each side and her legs splayed open. My Mom was kneeling between Nan’s legs and fondling her Mom’s breasts and licking and sucking on them like a hungry baby. Nan was in raptures, she held Mom’s head to her breast, not letting her raise her head and Mom seemed quite happy to stay in that position. Nan’s eyes were closed and her head thrashed from.