It is pink like a tongue and even feels like one and Mercy isn’t certain how such a little creature can bring about so much pleasure. She wants to l...ok out of curiosity, but at the same time is afraid to. After what she experienced in the cavern, she isn’t sure she wants to even know.The shapely pink, tongue-like tentacle starts in low down at her clit, slowly licking all the wat upward in one long stroke. The strange appendage lashes and parts her folds as it hunts for her clit. The hooded. It was, again, disorienting. These were not my wife’s hands or the moves my wife did. I open my eyes and looked over at her. She and Mary had locked eyes. “What am I allowed to do with him?” Mary asked. “I don’t know.” My wife said. “Is this OK, what I’m doing right now?” There was a pause and then, “yes.” “Is it OK if I do this?” Mary asked and leaned over. I felt the overwhelming sensation of a hot wet mouth envelope the head of my cock. She didn’t stop. Did that mean my wife said that was. " Fuck yea, man. You're right, my cock has a fucking mind of its own. I can't control this fucking thing." If you want, take it out Scott. It won't bother me," I replied, barely above a whisper."Dude, I'm so fucking horned up you can watch me jack it off," he sighed as he unbuttoned his jeans and freed the raging boner growing between his legs. "Sorry man, but I gotta jerk a load out right here. Fuck I wish your sister was home."Watching Scott slowly stroke his enormous member, I worked up the. Don’t you dare stop!”Who was I to deny her? I stuck to my rules. No stopping until she’s satisfied.Well when you can go as deep as a woman's cervix with your tongue and then lap it up and down her vulva completely covering every inch, you’ve got magic in your mouth. I mean that in several ways. Sammi had several enormous orgasms before she pushed my head away. In the process, I had finally satisfied that craving to get my oral edifice into the very deepest part of my baby’s love tunnel. I was a.