We’d booked a hotel in the same building so we proceeded to head up to our room. No sooner had we entered the room than Chris grabbed Erin by the ha...d and lead her to the side of the bed. He kissed her deeply, pulling her to him. They kissed for a few minutes, groping one another and slowly undressing each other. Finally he pushed her to the bed and started to eat her pussy. This boy was a skilled lover and had her cumming on his tongue and fingers in minutes. Once he was done he climbed up. The next morning I awoke before Donna. Which is very unusual for a Saturday at our house. I am not an early riser and she is. But I had someone to wake me up, so to speak. You think that morning wood is a good alarm clock? Try having an insistently attempted morning wood. My cock still stood out from my body, but try as he might; he could not achieve erection. Just pressed ever more firmly against his plastic prison. I got up and made breakfast and had it waiting for her when she. Donna didn’t talk much over dinner, but said she hadn’t been out much since her divorce. I told her that I hadn’t been out much since Emily died, either. Within a month or so, we started spending more time together. First it was just going out to eat together, because we were both lonely, and it was better than dining alone. Eventually, Donna invited me to her house for dinner. Later, I asked her to my house and grilled a couple steaks in the back yard. Little by little, we found ourselves. Her shoulder ached as she rolled on the ground, the first tentacle spilling past her and...Slime splashed across her skin.Pleasure surged through her body. She gained her feet, groaning, fighting the urge to throw herself at the tentacles. She wanted to same pleasure Kat experienced, a pussy-tentacle sliding on her cock, two tentacle-cocks fucking her pussy and asshole. But she would resist. She wouldn’t give in.“I’ll free you, Lori,” Chris shouted, springing forward and—Tentacles wrapped about.