The feeling was nothing new to me, as I often fondled myself to the thought of Evan Cranshaw. One inch went in, then two inches, then three, four, fiv..., six, all the way up to 15 inches. I moaned in unimaginable pain as I felt the rust scrape my intestines and the splinters stick themselves into the walls of my insides. He then let go of the wooden stick, and exclaimed,"Wow! Would you look at that? A whole 15 inches!" Nobody seemed amazed. Nothing but fear gripped the onlooking crowd of my. Alice held up her breasts with her hands and jiggled them. She pictured her friend Carol tall and willowy with small peach-like tits, and once again in her mind, she saw Carol with her legs around a stranger's back as he thrust fiercely into her.'My God! I've got to stop this', she thought. She donned her nightie and returned to the bed room. But as she lay with her head under the pillow vainly trying to shut out the trumpeting snoring, she could not rid herself of the images of Carol and her. The fishy slime made her suck hard, savoring the taste. She drank down the slime and the salty precum. It warmed her belly and shot straight to her writhing pussy. She came even harder.Rapture.Ecstasy.She was just a thing orgasming over and over. She spasmed. She thrashed. Her juices gushed out of her pussy around the tentacle-cock, raining down on the monster’s open mouth below. She had no thoughts remaining, her eyes glossy with unending lust.It fed on her. It fucked her. And it wouldn’t. So he intentionally did not make any eye contact with her, lest he relent seeing her in pain and proceeded to concentrate on pushing his Lund in. He sucked her nipple, pressing his mouth on her tit, his hands rubbing her all over, pulling her thighs apart he slid forward slamming his Lund into her, half way in his cock Head encountered the last vestibule of her bastion, her hymen was causing a little obstruction and finally hymen gave up to give an access to his Lund. Pushing in, penetrating.