Now she blasted her shortsightedness.“You have a visitor,” Sam’s AI announced. “Lt. Timothy McCorkindale of the Time Travel Reg--”“Let him...in!” she cried. More calmly, she advised: “I’ll meet him at the front door.”“As you wish, Sam. You have a stray lock of hair over your right ear.”Dammit, Sam thought: I’m no good at this dress up crap.Tim came prepared for the occasion as well, sporting a brand new (or rented for the occasion) suit. Seeing him cleaned up just for her made Sam color with. "THWACK"Five!"I gave an utterly embarrassing squeal, and my hands shot to my ass. The pain was shattering. The heat of my skin was incredible. I writhed on the pillows."One more." She said.She waited until I was still. Amazingly, I felt my cock stir. I had adjusted to the overwhelming pain, and this was starting to turn me on again. Our eyes met again, and I stuck my burning ass out for the last stroke. Her lips quirked, then her eyes went back to the target, and I braced myself.THWACKIt was. Allison soon found her pain turning into pleasure, and quickly. She stopped arching back and began to spread her legs out as the tentacle thrust in and out at a superhuman rate. Soon, the tentacle hit the bottom of Allison's vagina, but it just pushed harder. The tentacle rammed into her cervix, using it's slime as lube. a whole 10 inches of the tentacle was inside Allison, but it didn't stop there. After one massively strong thrust, the tentacle slipped into Allison's womb, and she cried out. Either a guy would have a monster orgasm like that or a complete shutdown like Mike experienced,” Tempe added with a smile and a rub on Peter’s bare shoulder.“Hey, you’ve done your good NIS deed for the day, Pete. Don’t worry about being a major Ginny pig in any of you other classes,” Elizabeth said to our friend.“Where’s my eleventh grade story writers?” Mrs. Pierce loudly cackled down the hallway as she obviously saw us loitering about fifty feet from her classroom.“Be right there, Mrs. P!”.