I shuddered as his thick tongue thrust into my bowels, stirring a hot heat through me. I pushed back into his lapping tongue as his tentacle worked in...and out my pussy's depths, a taste for the feast that was to come—his massive cock.I bucked my hips, my fingers biting into the sere grass as he fucked my asshole with his tongue. His tentacles wrapped tighter about my tits, squeezing my pliant flesh. My nipples ached harder, the tips of his tentacles bating them back and forth as my juicy pussy. He was working on his future, and nothing could stop him.Over the phone, his mother told him, “Mr. Belser died last night. The funeral is Wednesday.” Memories flashed through his mind like an old newsreel as he sat quietly remembering his childhood days.“Jack, did you hear me?”“Oh, sorry, Mom. Yes, I heard you. It’s been so long since I thought of him. I’m sorry, but I honestly thought he died years ago,” Jack said.Well, he didn’t forget you. Every time I saw him he’d ask how you were doing.. It became so great for me I began to seek other guys who were into oral sex too. I even advertised on Craigslist, men for women and women for men. But that often resulted in a guy just wanting ME to blow HIM!So over the years I have been told I had a gourmet pussy. I keep a triangle trim that seems to turn them on more than a shaved one. And I get so juicy with any foreplay or even anticipation if I know he's going to want to go down there! I am fairly voluptuous but not the least fat. Have. More open then closed. They were starting to get a hard on. I also noticed the husband kept looking at my puffy nipples. I had always been a little embarrassed by them. On one hand someone liked them. I saw he was big & hard.The biggest I've ever seen out of the few I saw.He said sorry about my hard on I just love your tits with those puffy nipples. I didn't know what to say. Kate said I noticed your boys are getting hard too. Like father like sons. The wifes been OK with it. Her hand was.