"Yeah. Let me just get my books and backpack."As I walked away I heard her and my uncle talking about different things. As I gathered my books and put...them in my backpack, I realized by hands were trembling.That night, I kept thinking of what my uncle had told me. He said I was pretty. The way he had said it was almost in a shy way. The kind of way that a guy who tells a girl he really likes that she's pretty.I laid in bed that night hearing his words over and over."You're so pretty... I. “My turn now,” Madelyn says as a tentacle slowly slides up the inner part of Kendall’s thigh.Kendall quickly gets the hint and spreads her legs wide open. Two more tentacles come out and latch onto Kendall’s hard nipples, squeezing them, as the first tentacle rubs up and down along her slit before sliding up and latching onto her clit. The tentacle squeezes and massages Kendall’s clit, much like the other two are doing to her nipples. Kendall nearly screams from the sensations, and then. My suddenly grown up young woman, gave a grunt as, without any warning at all, she impaled her skinny body on my prick.She gave a groan as it slid in her and I was astonished at how easily that happened. As small as she was, she took my cock like it belonged there. Oh, she was tight. No doubt about that. But, maybe because of her athleticism, or because she had masturbated for years, she swallowed me up with only that groan. Not only that, she sat up when she got it in as far as it would go.. "Yes, Mons ... Master," she said, her voice quavering, "I said I was resolved to obey." And do you remember what passed between us?" Yes, Master." And you spoke to the servant?" Yes, Master." Then why are you still clothed? Do you think you are not to be punished for your disobedience?"Resigning herself to more punishment, and sinfully hoping for his hands to soothe her again afterwards, she discarded her habit and underwear."It would be more convenient if you did not wear underthings when.