" Suddenly, John looked serious again though his eyes looked sparkling and mischievous. "I, for one, still don't believe it." He stood very close...before me. I decided the danger point had passed now. I stepped still closer and put my arms around his neck. "You'd better find out for yourself then," I said with a grin. He hesitated only a moment before reaching for my skirt, lifting it in the front and gently feeling the front of my panties. He found what he now expected, grinned and. Thinking about it I feel a buzz in my pants, but not just on my dick, somewhere else maybe, somewhere deeper? I must of jacked off a lot last night, I won't worry about it.The next day at school Mark is nowhere to be found. He's in none of our shared classes. I see him briefly talking to the guys at our lunch table from across the room. He sees me, turns around and leaves. I go to sit at the table and the guys leave to. What did I say last night? I must of been a real bitch... wait I mean. Rohit grabbed a handful of panty in each hand and ripped them down the middle exposing those tight ass cheeks he had enjoyed so much the night before. Faced with her well-rounded cheeks so deliciously exposed Rohit didn’t hesitate. He started spanking his mother in earnest. Each hard slap landing on one cheek, then the other, back and forth, over and over, until her cheeks were bright red. Rohit’s mother’s cries and screams had continued until the tattoo of spanks on her ass quieted her and. His tongue could do any of the things that a common tentacle could do, so he was not hampered in this way.His one weak point was in his eating habits. He usually ate a very large meal once every 10 days and then was lethargic for two or three days afterwards as it was digested. He got rid of stuff he couldn't use, like hooves and hair, by vomiting it out after digestion was otherwise completed. This raised an interesting question: Basa was reputed to be a vicious murderer, but no bodies were.