We found a park bench nearby to spend some time in each other’s arms before saying goodbye. My wife texted that she was playing rummy with some ladi...s. Mohana’s husband was busy at the bar.A heavy mist had settled around the lake. The hill station was at the height of 4500 feet. It was chilly but deeply romantic. The sun had already set, giving us ample cover. Some other bachelor couples were scattered in the gardens, using the mist to make out without being noticed.Mohana sat in my lap,. My heart skipped a beat, in fact, it felt like it stopped. It was so hard not to look her up and down with lust but I managed to keep my eyes on her face.We said hi to each other and then she skipped away to her bedroom.So, time went by. I married Ange and we had kids. I loved Ange, I really did but every time I saw Sarah, I lusted after her but I never did anything and did not even know if Sarah felt the same, especially after she started a serious relationship of her own.About ten years went. What shocks me is it’s not longer moving, and Kristen is grinding her pussy against the appendage. Her pussy appears to be absolutely soaked in the tentacles slime. I look up to see my beautiful girlfriend looking down at the creature. A clear look of determination on her face as she grinds into the tentacle. I try to yell her name, but my voice is still gone. My body relaxed, and my heart sank as Kristen let out another moan. I looked down and tried to process what was going on but that was. I arched back, grabbed my breasts and cried out as he bit my clit. I groaned and shook as my son ate my pussy greedily. I felt like a door had been opened inside of me and something had come out. Something that had been hiding for a long time. I gripped his hair tightly as the throws of my orgasm continued and then waned. I gasped for air. I looked down at my rock hard nipples and my goosebump covered skin. I knew what I wanted."Timmy," I moaned. He looked up at me. His face was covered in my.