She trashed around as much as possible but the tentacles were everywhere, touching every part of her, undressing her to get a better grip. She screame... her futile complaints and tried to prevent the monster from removing her clothes. It was all in vain, the tentacle-man was too strong for her, she couldnt even hold her legs together anymore. He pulled them apart and started to move his tentacles along her thighs. As much as she tried to somehow move away, her body started to enjoy the strange. Once in her room, she slurred and put her arms around me and full on kissed me on my lips thanking me for the great day.I was uncomfortable and lay her down and left. She was on the bed, short dress riding to her hips, legs apart, and out like a light. My curiosity got the best of me and I went into her room, running my hands along her silk legs, up to her inner thigh. She was not stirring. I called her name and shook her, nothing.Her legs are already apart with her black thin panties covering. "I will like you to go to this tattoo parlor" I said, handing her a business card of a tattoo shop. "You will meet a guy named Tomthumb there. He will tattoo something on your back. He already knows what to tattoo. You will not know the content of the tattoo until after the tattoo is done. If you have any reservations about it, you are free to decline and move out of the house."I could see her struggling with the decision. It was not much of a struggle, though. She was already resigned to the. While I kissed her on her cheek, I could smell her perfume. I really liked the way she smelled. After we made small talk, we ate dinner together and talked about the day we had. After dinner she told me to sit down at the couch, while she cleaned the table. While I sat down on the couch I thought about how great Elisabeth is and how lucky my dad is. Elisabeth is 44 years old, has brown hair that reaches her shoulders and has a great body, especially for a woman that's 44 years old. My dad is 6.