..He could grow those suction cups saucer-sized, heating them and cupping down my back, relaxing me into an almost vegetative state. Or the same tenta...le might become a cat-o-nine tail, whipping and smacking my tender ass while I stood tottering, fucking myself as he propped me up by the phalluses he had driven inside of me.He could piston more than one arm inside of me, fitting three or four tendrils in each hole, shrinking, expanding, and spiraling each round and round, spinning me around on. Enjoy!Harry and Ron looked at each other, ‘I’m first!’ both shouted as smirks formed on their faces.‘It’s my book!’ retorted a defensive Harry.‘So’ responded Ron. ‘You’re my guest’Knowing that they would never settle who would inevitably go first, they decided to draw straws. Harry found a stick, broke it in two and held them up for Ron to choose. Ron picked the smaller of the two, leaving Harry with the largest, and the right to go first.‘Tell me how it goes, at least, because we both know. We are both into our box sets both together and separate. On this particular night we were watching separate programmes on our phones. I was lead with my head on the pillow with my body under the sheets. She was on top of the sheets facing away (topsy-turvy) pointing her lovely bum towards me. She was doing this on purpose as she knows I love her bum. It’s got a lovely shape to it and has just the right amount of cushion.I had finished my programme and rolled over towards her to go to sleep.. ”“I came to know you are gay and I googled to make you normal and found about corrective sex and all other things. I wanted my son to be normal and I made sin for him. Please become normal Rahul,” she said. I told her, “I will try mom, though I am not a gay.”I said that because I don’t want to hurt her more. She went to the kitchen. I took bath and was sitting in the hall. She was the one, whom I had my first sex. So I am in a confused state, should I want to continue sex with her or to stop.