I mouthed back “No” and she gave me a sad dog look as she shut the door again. “Who was that?” said Joy. “Sorry, it was Marcia; I think sh... wanted to join us. I said no.” “Was she looking at me?’ Joy said, clenching her cheeks down onto me. It dawned on me that she was excited about someone watching her. So I decided to play along, (way out of my comfort zone) as I would never talk dirty to any female. “Yes, she was mesmerized watching my cock sliding into your cunt. And she had pulled the. .. then tell me why you don't want to let me out, because I swear, I'm beginning to regret everything I've ever done for you're sorry..." I want to, David, but I can't." Why not?"Oliver mumbled something that David didn't catch."You remember that conversation we had last time, about speaking up? Oliver..." Frank's gonna come back soon, David. I know he will," Oliver replied. "He's my friend. He promised he was my friend." Frank? That's all you care about?" David demanded. "You're going to. Excitement won.“I grew up in Slovenia, where we have a different attitude about sex,” she explained.She lowered her voice. “He didn’t know it, but Donald rarely fucked me when I didn’t already have another man’s cum dripping down my legs. Or, sometimes it was the other way, I would make love to him, knowing I had another lover waiting to see me in an hour. I thrived on the excitement and the variety.“I had really become very used to having men at my beck and call, but I knew it was wrong. I. The tentacle moved my hand for me, thrusting my fingers for me into my pussy. It began to pump my fingers and itself into my yearning sex faster than I could have ever done myself. The tentacle inside of me began excreting extra slime coating my hand and pussy. I could feel it coming, the moments before the wave crashed. My other hand was alternating between massaging my breast and pinching my nipple. My legs were tensing slightly as the orgasm rapidly approached. Just a moment longer, I.