One tentacle was running up and down his cock at a moderate pace, while two smaller ones were sucking on the head and wherever else they could, while ...et another was caressing his balls. The tentacle in his ass started fucking him faster, and his hips replied by speeding up to keep pace. He couldn’t stop himself. He didn’t seem to have any control over any of his body from the shoulders down. All he could do was keep looking at the tentacle in front of him, wondering how long it would wait for. Amy was my infatuation, my d**g and I needed another hit, just to be close to her and experience that same sensation of last Friday again, that would be everything...Today was Wednesday and so far this week I hadn't gotten a thing done, I was just waiting until the next time I could see Amy, she'd mentioned about me going to dinner with her and Phil on Friday. I'll admit a part of me was met with constant reservation about dining with a guy who less than a week ago beat me to a pulp, however I. When I read the part about taking his entire cock deep into her pussy from behind, she sat up taller, as if she was trying to fly away. When it was all over, I asked her if this was truly happening or simply some silly game the two of them play with each other. She simply looked me in the eyes and told me it was all true. Things had slowly built up from simple flirting and texting to petting and grinding. Finally, she stated that all this was too much. Dares to show body parts turned into dares. Flet just backed away, dropped the tent taking only the pack with him. As he turned to run, Brena threw one of the spare daggers at him. Her throw, while good did not hit as she had wanted. He figured that she would try something having spotted her and tried to dodge the attack. So rather than taking a dagger in the back, it caught his lower left arm. He screamed in pain, but kept running, holding his pack in his right hand, throwing his left arm around to try and dislodge the dagger. After a.