For months and months, she has done so. Faithfully, to her best ability. Eventually, his mysterious, obsidian tentacles creeped into her dreams. There... she could feel them against her skin, so impossibly smooth and yet, hard, unyielding. Fuzzy memories of said dreams made her cheeks flush during the day. For the first time in her 5-years deployment, she missed the opportunity of intimacy. Of course, as a virgin so shy it can be described as borderline debilitating social-anxiety, Agnes couldn’t. Only this time they didn’t just grab ahold of their skirts they went after their blouses as well. Then as the spawn’s panic stricken screams filled the room the dogs proceed to rip the expensive garments from their bodies. Their skirts and blouses ripped to shreds the spawn attempted to crawl to safety.--Yet this would prove fruitless once each of them would be stopped by a massive set of jaw latching ahold of their necks. A quick but subtle shake from the pair holding them put a final end to. The feeling exploded out of my balls. She held onto my hips as I started to buck up and down. My cum burst out of my cock into Abby's mouth. She swallowed frantically, trying to swallow all of my seed.I collapsed back on our bedroll. Abby looked up, smiling. A trickle of cum ran down her cheek. Abby flipped around and lay down on top of me. I kissed her and then licked up the dribble of cum. We kissed again.I said, "Thank you Abby, that was wonderful." Abby reached between us and played with my. To say that there had been a change in her in the years since I sold her would be kind. She had aged about three years for every one calendar year that had passed. My photos showed a striking young woman of twenty-eight. Statuesque, she stood 6'1" in her bare feet. Long thick silky chestnut brown hair hung to the middle of her back. (In case you're wondering, the collars and cuffs matched, but I had made sure she was permanently bald where it matters most). Deep blue eyes capped by full.