When she bent forward to pick up her drink I saw that it also had tentacles going down her spine.I guess I was staring because Mom had to call my name...a couple times before I responded. "Sorry?" Is there something wrong with my hair? You're staring at me." Sorry. I was just wondering how far down your pod goes.Mom brightened. "Oh, Would you like to see?" and she turned away from me while pulling the neck of her sleep shirt back.I looked down the back of her shirt and it looked like her pod went. She soon was panting, moaning, and listening to the squishy noises emanating from her wet pussy. Alicia's orgasm was drawing near. "Unnh, unnh, uh-GOD, oh fuck yessssss!!!!!" Alicia moaned as her pussy spasmed, clenching tight around her fingers as they rammed the slippery hole and sent waves of pleasure from her convulsing pussy to the tips of her toes. She laid there, gently finger-fucking her pussy to get the last of the pleasurable twinges from her orgasm, then drifted off for a nap. When. Andrew could see one of her breasts but only a bit of the other, it was obscured by Jennifer’s body. Jennifer slowly raised her hands to Cheryl’s shoulders and slipped her fingers underneath the bra straps that were straining against her flesh. As she lifted her fingers clear of Cheryl’s shoulders she could feel the ample weight of the flesh that the attached cups contained, and it was some weight. Cheryl stood there, still as a statue with her arms down at her sides. Jennifer licked her lips. And when I need a favor, you will remember what a good friend of yours I am, comprende?” I didn’t like his Godfather take-off too much, but I nodded. He continued on, in his arrogant tone, “Do you know Helen? From the HR?” “The small, black-haired girl? Of course! She organized my job interview, when I came to the firm...” “Okay, okay...” Carl said, but didn’t really listened to me, he was watching the surroundings behind us. “Listen, mate,” he leaned in to me like a conspirator from the.