Something to do with the purple juice, the day glow ooze is some sort of healing drug she thought. The small bruises caused by the suckers have vani...hed all so.The tentacles drop her to the ground, as she squats to get up globules of purple ooze drip out her anus, her pussy drips with juice and ooze also. She spent that moment sorting her self out getting her breath, she looked up at the worm and tentacles. Looking down at her almost waiting for something, she smiles with two hands. “Are you working today?” Sofia asked.“No. I’m taking my paternity leave this week,” I said.“«Pappaledighet»? I didn’t know you had that in the US!” Costas said. (Lit. “Daddy leave?”)“We don’t!” Sofia laughed. “But some Swedish ways have rubbed off on Steve!”“Not to mention a bunch of Swedish girls!” Frederick smirked.“Frederick!” his mother said with an exasperated tone.“He’s just a typical college kid,” I chuckled.“Can we see your children?” Anne-Marie asked.“Sure. Let me get Jesse and Matthew. I figured that as her father was paying, it was my job to play along. Truth to tell, however, I was getting quite turned on by this young red-head; her forward attitude was very refreshing, and being surrounded by skimpily clad models didn't hurt, either.“Now then, Evelyn,” she said as we made ourselves comfortable. “The girls are going to show my designs again, but this time we're going to make it a bit more spicy. I think you'll like it.”The models had by now started a little show of their. That was until one night last week when I was down at my local enjoying a pint with David, a good friend of mine. David and I had been friends for years and there were few secrets between us so he knew the problems I was having with my wife. He agreed with me that my wife was still a very desirable woman and even said he’d fuck her at the drop of a hat. I asked him if he really meant it and he assured me he did and would be honoured to be to be the one who got my wife back into swinging.That.