” I got down on my knees and pulled the waistband of his boxers out and down, finally showing the others what kind of cock this youngster was packin.... I was a bit disappointed to see that it was only about five inches long and a bit on the slim side but that didn’t stop both Nancy and Kim from swooning all over it. “Ok Chris. You have your orders.” Nancy told me “Get down there and lick all that tasty cum from that gorgeous cock.” I stuck my tongue out and licked a big drop of his pre-cum that. Our town was home to the Wendy Wilco Chocolate Factory. I'm sure you've heard of it. It's the biggest candy distributor in the world. But it is a very mysterious place. The owner, Ms. Wilco, hadn't made a public appearance in years. Some say it's due to an injury that crippled her for life. Others say it was because she was paranoid about people stealing her ingredients. Whatever happened, it was enough to make her close the gates to the factory for good, never allowing anyone to set foot. The tentacle in my ass taking long, deep strokes, pulling out almost all the way, then back in. Must have been at least ten inches. The one in my pussy however, was giving short, hard thrusts, each one violently hitting my cervix. That hurt a little, but the pain somehow made what I was feeling all the more complete, and with each impact, the pain lessened, until it was entirely replaced with an odd feeling of hunger emanating from my womb. The tentacle then stopped its battering ram routine,. His mistress, she’s in heat. She needs to breed. And he loves her, so he’s happy. Up he bounds, his long purple erection bouncing on her back, thrusting, trying to find entry, no, that’s one of her buttocks, that’s not right, whoops, that’s under her, rubbing against her pubic hair, okay, that’s closer, her clitoris, and she explodes with that—seriously, a squirt of cunt juice blarps out against her canine lover’s belly and slarps off onto the dirt.And then he’s in. The Great Dane sinks himself.