"What you doin' out there?" I asked him."Wadayah mean?" Chambers says."I mean trottin'. Trottin' to first base, like you got all day." 'Guy had me by ... yard." Shit, he had you by three yards, when you quit runnin'." Don't worry. Any time I've got a shot, I'll run my ass off." No, Rookie. You'll run your ass off, every time you make any kind of contact with your bat on that ball. And if you swing and miss on a third strike, you're gonna look back real quick, and make sure the catcher caught it. All of these bulges grouped up behind the head of the tentacle cock as the tentacle began fucking so fast, pounding me so deep until it shot it's huge load deep into my unprotected womb, there was so much as it began expanding my womb, I watched as my stomach began to grow larger and larger. All the other tentacles retreaded as did the one in my pussy, they disappeared as a little dribble of the tentacle's cum dribbled out of my pussy. I sat there for a little while looking at my mound stomach. I was having trouble maintaining composure but I was determined when Jackie left, she would be a properly trained fellatrix and totally consumed cock slut.Again and again I slowly impaled her with my cock, my full swollen length completely down her throat, deliberately holding it balls deep until she began to get more and more into subspace from the oxygen deprivation. Suddenly her body began to shudder as I withdrew my cock.“OH FUCK I’M CUMMING OH MY GOD!” she cried out.Her hand was plunging. That would take days. And, in any case, somebody might start asking questions about why multiple blind mail messages were being sent to a private address in Colorado.He'd have to risk it and use email.Assuming she had an email account.He shook his head. Everybody had email. And in any case, finding out was as simple as falling out of his chair.He already had her name and address, but for the program he wanted to use, that wasn't enough. He centered the cursor on the cabin and hit a button on.