But some of it they did understand, and that they were now discussing.The teenage girl spoke first. “It seems like it’s really important for guys ...o have big dicks.”The other teen nodded. “More important than girls having big boobs.”Both teens, influenced by the magazine, had gradually changed their vocabulary when it came to sexual matters. Frida Dayton had almost entirely stopped saying “titties,” except when referring to her own lack of the same. No, from now on it was “tits,” without the. “What do you think? We got them for you!” Loretta gushed, finished with modeling.“Wow!” I answered. “You both look amazing!” I still hadn’t moved from the bed.Grace smiled at Loretta, and nodding, Loretta stepped towards the reading lamp I had been using earlier and switched it off. Only the glow of the television illuminated us.“So, you’re still dressed!” Grace noticed. “Let’s help him, Loretta.”Grace sat on the chair next me, one leg under her and one foot on the floor. Loretta stepped back. The tentacle continuedto caress my panties, sending shocks of electricityup inside me. I simply knew that if I got up and ran, Icould easily get away, but the strange feeling keptme there for the moment, and fear kept me paralyzed.There was something else – was Icurious? Perhaps. The tentacle kept on caressing, pressing on thefabric of my panties into my pussy, and then I noticedthat there was another tentacle, a smaller one, thathad started tracing the outlines of my panties. I let. Right then, his mouth was no longer smiling, but his lips were tight and tilted slightly downwards. He looked worried and decided in equal amounts. ‘Please sit down,’ he asked me softly ‘if you feel uncomfortable with me in the room, I can go wait further down the hall. But please sit, because I don’t want you to get hurt again!’ I shook my head and walked back to the chairs we had abandoned. ‘I’m not afraid of you nor uncomfortable with you in the room,’ I told him ‘so please stay.’ ‘You were.