After a few minutes of this distraction, I looked over to Rascal to ask her which choice of activities she wanted to try. What I saw was Rascal sippi...g her coffee with her bare pussy staring at me. Rascal had positioned herself with her feet on the bench she was sitting on and her shirt covering her slightly separating knees. This position gave me a full view of her lovely pussy and brought me back to the reason we were in Jamaica. By the look on Rascal’s face, I could tell that it had. “Oh, Etta, yes, yes, yes. These tentacles are wonderful. I'm so glad you met Merita.”Me, too, Merita purred. Yes, I agreed.The tentacle,f reed from Tabitha's mouth, ached for sensation. I shoved it down her dressing gown and wrapped it about her other breast. I squeezed them both. They pressed up into her dressing down, the tentacles writhing beneath, rubbing her nipples, savoring how they felt against her skin.She spasmed again, gasping, her face turning as read as her hair. I rubbed at her. Nancy turned to face the guests and shouted, "Do you swear by the deity that you hold most holy that this couple has answered yes?"With the roar, the audience answered, "Yes."She shouted, "Then no person may question the motives behind this marriage!"Nancy returned to the table and picked up the jar of wine. She poured a small amount of the wine into the silver goblet before replacing the jar on the table. She picked up the silver goblet and the small knife. She stepped up to William and said,. .. .. .. devouring every drop I offer, deep inside me, his tongue seemingly glued to my cunt... detailing every last inch before kissing his way up my body, the touch of his lips is exquisite on my skin... on my abdomen and over my belly... taking his head between my hands... I gently tug to encourage him to slide up my body.... With my hands holding either side of his face, I gently begin to lick my juices from his skin... dragging my tongue across his lips... gently nibbling, then slide.