“That's my good girl,” Daddy growled, watching us submit to him.“T-thank you, Daddy,” I answered, squirming. Every movement made the clit clam... pull on my nub.“Mmm, you are such a good girl for Daddy,” Mommy moaned. “You make me so proud.”“Thank you, Mommy,” I said, tears beading in the corners of my eyes.I hardly felt her insert the lubed butt-plug. It wasn't the largest I had taken. I groaned, shuddering and twisting as it settled into my bowels. The intrusion paled compared to the agony. She looks down to see the two wiggling roots sucking on her breasts. The sight oddly enough makes her pussy heat intensely. Already she can feel her juices beginning to flow.“Oh fuck, this feels good,” she moans.Somehow, the little tentacle mouths manage to increase the level of sensation Lacey is feeling. It has climbed past the point where she thinks it possible to comprehend. It’s as if the plant knows just how her body works. While her nipples are being attended to, Lacey feels something. The princess even informed him that indeed she could play the thing.Unfortunately several months submerged in the lake had ruined hers.Ayeka later confessed she only took up the Duarrett because Yosho liked the sound of such instruments. And that for rather obvious reasons had been that.The two remaining members of the ensemble presented no further deeply intriguing element.After a certain point a flute is a flute and a drum is simply that.The music abruptly dwindled at some unseen queue. There. That's just... ''And here comes the part where you tell me you've never thought about it, it's gross, it's wrong. Am I right?' His eyebrow rose, questioning.Drew looked at Nick only briefly, then turned his head. He nodded once.A light laugh from the other man. He knew he won that argument... but he wasn't through yet. He stood from the chair he was sitting in and walked... nay, waltzed, over to Drew, putting his hand on his shoulder. Drew simply shrugged it off. But Nick was persistent. He.