This one was only five feet tall, all yellow like its tentacles, which it bore in two clusters where its arms should have been. Its legs where strange... still, four of them, placed at right angles to each other.These tentacles were round, with no suckers, but they showed similar interests to the squid as they ripped Kimber's feathered clothing off her body and coiled around her breasts, squeezing them tightly. Kimber realized their shape actually reminded her of cocks, albeit very long and very. He moaned with excitement and raised his pelvis, yearning for my full crimson lips and warm mouth. Not yet I thought to myself. I hovered on all fours between his legs with my voluptuous natural 34D's swinging above and grinding on his manhood. He reached and cupped my left breast, groping and gently tugging on my hard pink nipple. Signals of pleasure concentrated between my legs and my pussy began to flood, lubricating me.The room filled with the sounds of muffled moaning and heavy. The police, as far as they could tell, knew that these well-to-do black kids from the dangerous sections of the city bankrolled huge amounts of money for the manufacturing and the distribution of street drugs to trust-funded white people who might have already been hooked. And if a white man purchased the drugs from the Black-American dealers in their fancy cars, little did he know that the weed, the crack, the heroin usually came laced with arsenic or pesticides. A white junkie just doesn’t. "I'm sure she won't be. You have a good night Master, rest well."I left the room and walked toward my room and as I passed the nurses station I saw Helga quietly talking to Nora. Nora's eyebrows raised as she saw me pass but she didn't say anything. Helga just smiled as she lowered her eyes instead of looking at me.I entered my room and took care of my needs in the bathroom. As I got into bed I thought of this evenings activities. Un-fucking-believable. What else could happen? I tried to think.