The first tentacle buries itself inside Charity again and she moves against it involuntarily. She feels her anus start to stretch and welcomes the fee...ing. Wider and wider, that tentacle stretches her, opening her. As the slimy tentacle slides easily deeper and deeper with ease, Charity is ready to scream out her pleasure.Just as Charity is pushed to the edge of her metaphorical ledge the tentacles both pull free, leaving her dangling. Her legs buckle from the intensity of the near orgasm and. The house that she was in was the same one that she had all those years ago which had made Alan's finding of her telephone number easy.Rosemary was nervous and excited throughout the day. She knew that she was still an attractive woman but hoped that Alan still saw her as he had all those years before. She had male, and a couple of female, admirers but her sex life was quite dormant.That evening a car pulled up on her drive and a very handsome man got out of it.Rosemary had spent time dressing. " Well, I've always had a fantasy about fucking a chick in the ass."She thinks about it a minute before responding. "I've never taken on there before. In fact, your finger was the first thing I've ever had there. I guess if you got me hot enough I wouldn't say no. A friend of mine tried it and said it feels good as long as the guy goes slow and uses lots of lube. Get me ready, and if I don't feel up to it then you can settle for fucking my pussy again, sound good?" I guess that's as good as I'm. When I was close enough to touch her, I pulled her to me and slid my hard-on between her legs. "What do you think?" I asked, holding her ass firmly in the palms of my hands. In response, she opened her legs and surrounded my shaft with the furrow of her womanhood. Her hips began moving to and from and, it wasn't long until the lust from her loins had lubricated the top of my shaft.There was a sound reminiscent of bags of clothing landing on the floor behind me. Hearing them, Cheryl put.