Pulsating and writhing around the woman's body. Sarah couldn't help herself, she inched closer, perversely wanting a better look.As she neared the wom...n, she could clearly see that the mass was made up of long, thick tentacles. They were thrusting in and out of the tattooed woman every hole. Both her hands were gripping and stroking them and Sarah let out a little gasp as the one in the woman's left hand suddenly squirt a thick, creamy liquid onto the woman's face. From the coating, it clearly. Looking straight at him, I said just one word. It was the only word I could get out. Of all the begging running through my mind it was the only word I could force out of my mouth, but it was enough: please.I could see his shoulders go rock hard under his t-shirt. Pulling it off, he strode forward. I could see the hard bulge in his jeans. Pulling my hands away from my pussy, he put them over my head. “Keep them there” he told me, not an ounce of flexibility in his tone. My head fell back. The headboard was banging loudly against the wall, I was moaning out real loud, gasping for air, Paul’s cock pounding my pussy really good. Oh fuck I cried out often, fuck me Paul, harder baby id cry out. I could feel Paul’s balls slapping against my ass he was driving his cock that deep inside me. I was sweating, I was hot, sticky, the bed was a mess, and it was the best fucking I was having in years.Paul told me he was going to cum, so I grabbed hold of his arse cheeks and told him quietly in. And ifyou still find me attractive, babe, that's what counts for me." Fredsaid, looking for Emily's response."God, yes, honey. I'm only pissed because you look better than I doalready. I will admit you are a little different from my old fantasies,but you sure are making some new ones. Maybe Control has allowed me toenjoy you like this, but it's better than being dead together. Besides,last night was the best in years. You haven't gone for three in a longtime." Chapter 9: Blooming RoseControl.