I couldn't control it, not when our clitorides rubbed together. My sensitive nub ached and sparked, the pleasure shooting through me. My tentacle bent... undulated, and pressed against her pussy.She stiffened and her eyes widening. She broke the kiss, her head leaning back as I stroked up and down her pussy. Then I found her maidenhead and pressed on it. Her eyes glanced down at our breasts pressed tight together.“Shh,” I told her. “Just relax. You'll love it.”“What is that?”I bit my lip. “My. The petal-like, hair-lined lips of her vagina were visibly moist as if anticipating sex and they were presented to his eyes like an Aztec virgin on a sacrificial altar, waiting for a huge, plunging weapon to stab into her. The brown triangular bush of her pubic triangle glistened lewdly in the pale morning light. Her heavily rounded breasts jutted out like twin; ruby- crested mountain peaks, waiting to be climbed, asking to be conquered. Her legs, so long, so shapely, so satiny smooth- looking. She remembered that because it was Sunday, she'd have to call her mother and once again face the barrage of questions about not finding a church. More lies and more deception...Well, better not to think about that now. Better to try to study and be ready for the mid-term by 5:30, and then she could see what her evening with Mike Sinclair would bring.Mike woke up to see that his roommate was gone. That surprised him, because usually Todd played his video game until about 5:00 am, when exhaustion. . that whole thing this morning. Was that just because it was me, or do you really hate bullying that much?” She popped the remainder of her sandwich in her mouth, chewing slowly.Alaina’s latest fantasy, in which the blonde girl was screaming her name while her luscious thighs were squeezing tightly around—“It’s, um...” Alaina blinked a few times as her mind tried to recover from the change in avenues of thought. “I...” She took a bite of her fritata and washed it down with some water, then.