As soon as your mouth pops open, the thicker tentacle shoots forward, bulling it's way into your mouth and down your throat as the tentacle chocking y...u relaxes it's grip. These tentacles start to fuck you even harder than the last ones, and you're soon reduced to a moaning, twitching mess as they continue to use you like a doll. Like before, you feel them eventually seize up and spurt more thick fluid into you, filling you up even more. Unlike before, they don't pull out. Instead, they freeze. . . ? Must just be that imagination, he tried to convince himself.For her part, Molly was enjoying the effect she seemed to be having on Mr. Worthington. Greg. He's Greg, she had to remind herself. Just a sexy, drunk man who keeps staring at me like I'm a piece of meat. But Molly also had seen his sensitive side. Just a sexy, wonderful man who is totally staring at my ass right now. Once they made it to the kitchen, Greg had a seat at the breakfast nook and watched Molly prepare two. This time, she was wearing a short skirt with a top that stretched over her tightly enough to show off the outline of her nipples. It was just dark enough to prevent the pink color of her nipples from showing through, and as she got up to hand him the coffee, he thought he caught a glimpse of her smooth shaved crotch."Here you go Mr. Derrelli." Thanks Tracy; you know it really isn't necessary for you to bring me coffee don't you?" I don't mind Mr. Derrelli, really." Well, at least after the. .. c’mon, put it...”The house phone rang. Sydnie-Ann tried to ignore it, but I told her to answer it.She swiveled her ass off the couch and answered it, looking questioningly at Reggie and me.It was her ‘boyfriend’ from the other day, the guy Regina and I had watched fuck her silly from Reggie’s place while we were fucking too.“What am I doing?” Sydnie-Ann said, obviously repeating his question, and looking in our direction with a smirk on her face.“I’m doin’ my toenails, right now.”She made a.