The blonde's eyes return to mine. For the first time, he directs his words to me. "Nine inches, Edward?"I'm not confident that I can speak without los...ng the demeanor I'm desperately trying to maintain, but I realize I can't remain mute indefinitely. "Nine inches…," I trail off, not knowing his name."Jazz," the blonde supplies."Nine inches, Jazz," I confirm.He steps to close the very few inches between us. His free hand circles my waist and pulls me towards him. His body is angled to mine and. She looked at her friend, whose eyes were glued to her dripping, bare pussy. Sarah stopped struggling then, bit her lip, and said with surprising confidence, "Like what you see, luv?" The monster that mere hours earlier had looked like her completely human friend just smiled. A single tentacle, the end shaped remarkable like a cock, slowly snaked its way across the space between them. It drifted towards her pussy. But just as Sarah was bracing herself to be entered, it veered around behind her. Mr. Hart reached under her and grabbed one of her tits and squeezed it tight, until she moaned, then he twisted her nipple even harder. He lifted her skirt up over her very nice ass and slapped her ass hard! TIffany let out a load OHHHHH, Mr Hart repeated spanking her 10 times until her ass was bright pink. "Did that hurt Tiffany?" "yes, Mr Hart, that hurt." "Good, its suppose to hurt, but I'm just getting started with you this time. How many boys have seen your tits now?" "I dont know Mr. Then she had a thought. Her Grandmother had revealed once that she had been a rebel in her younger years. Perhaps she could ask her about how it all worked. She pondered the question for several days before deciding that was the best solution. The following Saturday she rolled up to her grandparent’s house on the pretext of just passing the house and deciding to say hello.Eric and Martha lived on the other side of town. They had married young, which made Susan think they could help her. They.