"All new elements skillfully honed to exactly replicate craftsmen techniques all but lost!" Releasing the archway, Wataru flung wide his arms as if to...now embrace the entirety of the scene."Who could do such things?" He wondered aloud with awe. "Why one must be a god himself! Or an architect sent from the heavens!" Yeah, Yeah, whatever." A voice from a few feet behind asserted acidly. "Let's just hope these hicks have in-door plumbing."Petra took the last step up then past Wataru with some. I tried to distract him."So what was the important thing you wanted to talk about?" I asked."This," she said, rocking faster."You wanted to talk about doing this?" No, I wanted to talk about continuing to do this." Isn't that what we're doing?" Yes," she said, jerking her hips in a way that threatened to undo all the control I'd painfully reestablished. "You didn't take much convincing." You thought I'd try to talk you out of it?" I gasped."I want to keep seeing you," she said, leaning her. And attacked her clitoris.Tabitha squirmed, her eyes widening. She bucked and trembled, moaning about my tentacle. Her hands tightened on it. Such wonderful pleasure spilled down it. I trembled, my hands caressing my body. I pinched a nipple through my dressing gown while my other hand found my clitoris and frigged it.Oh, that's wonderful, I thought to Merita while moaning about my tentacle. I forced more of it into my mouth. I coiled against the back of my throat.Push it in deeper, Merita. It all started when was talking with this guy , Andres, i met at a party recently and i could tell he wanted to fuck me since the time he saw me, so after chatting a bit we decided to do something about it. Andres asked me to meet him at his friend's apt downtown, he said his buddy had work all day and he wouldn't be home so we could spend some time there, so i went and met up with him. Andres was a pretty hot guy, latino 5'9 tall toned muscled body with a hot 6 pack on his abs, tanned skin.