Priya was of Northern Indian descent. Within the community, she had a reputation of being a modern woman, while still managing to embrace cultural tra...itions. She was able to elegantly strike a balance between the two and for that, was adored by the entire community. She comes from a much bigger family than Mark and attributes her value for tradition to that fact. Getting married and having a family of her own has always been a long-term goal and dream for her and she was eager to get. Rather than resembling some kind of vine, these were a bit veiny, and had a larger knob on the end, almost phallic. Not only that, but they seemed to excrete some thin, clear slime from the ends. The phallic tentacles came closer to her, hovering over her naked body, inspecting her. Charley squirmed, still trying to escape, and not have any of that slime drip onto her skin. She feared for her life, unsure what it was going to do to her, or why. Still unable to escape, the tentacles touched her. “You can let go.”Not a second later, I felt Matt’s cock pulsating inside me. That cum I had watched spill forth from my son’s dick all those many times was finally finding its way into my snatch. That realization sent a ripple of pleasure up my spine and put me on track for an orgasm of my own. I started rubbing my clit with two fingers while I slid my pussy up and down my son’s long shaft. Matt remained fully hard inside my cunt for the minute or so it took me to climax, and with the. ““Has Elise talked with you, Stian?””Fainauriel was resting next to me and only her breathing had revealed to me that she wasn’t asleep yet. Neither was Hantaliel, since she was moving her hand carefully along my side, just like she’d be checking that I was still there.““About what?””““Oh, you’d know if she had. I was just merely curious, nothing more.””I guess that was as close to lying as you could come with the Old Language. At least I already knew better than to try to get the answer from.