She stopped in the middle of the cell and held her arms forward. She screwed her blue eyes shut and said, "Do it. Take me." She opened them again and ...dded, "Before I change my mind."The tentacles lashed out so quickly she barely saw them. They grabbed her wrists and ankles and held them firmly. She successfully resisted the reflex to yelp and pull away. She didn't resist as they pulled her arms up and spread her legs wide apart. Without loosening their grip, they slithered around her arms and. She looked him in the eyes and said “Well, thank you dear. Thank you very much. That is a very bold thing to say to a woman like me. I’ll be honest with you. I do try and stay in shape. I guess I sometimes hope,” and she looked at her figure as she said this, “I have some of the looks a man still desires.” He lied and said “Yes…you…do. I mean I see it.” What a master he believed he was becoming. That last comment had allowed him to have his eyes all over her body as she sat on her bed. He. Our fingers slide easily through my wetness over each fold and crevice. He kisses my neck and my shoulders through tender whispers, and strokes my breasts. His hands come to rest on the softness of my belly. I fight the urge to push them away. I am not sure if I am comfortable with this new body as yet. Eventually, he leads my fingers to my bud and holds them there until my tension melts away. With my index finger in hand, he strums me, ever so gently. My wetness pours out of me. I moan and. “I’m pretty sure you girls’ll volunteer someone,” I sulked.“No,” Xiomara rose up and grinned, “Name any two, I’ll get them to cuddle you. Any two.”“Pat,” Kia whispered in my ear.No, I wasn’t ready for that shitstorm. I was only really comfortable picking Marin. That wasn’t the point. Don’t be comfortable. I thought back to the day I had. I grinned, “Connie and Renée.”“Cheerleaders? Typical,” Xiomara rolled her eyes. I wondered if everyone was listening to us. The room wasn’t that big and while.