That night I masturbated like three times which was very rare for an eleven year old boy.These fantasies went on for like two more years and in these ...ays I had numerous pleasures of her. For instance whenever I used to hug her in any occasion I used to make it sure that I touch her ass and her press her boobs as much as possible. Whenever I went to my grandma’s house I used to spend most of the times with mami and watch her assets move jiggle and swing. For instance whenever we used to have. I told him I’d be back in two hours and headed back to be with my wife. She was not at the table, just her shawl and purse and one partially empty drink. I looked around but didn’t see her anywhere. The last placed I expected to find her was on the dance floor. I’m not sure why I had assumed that a pregnant woman would not want to dance, but there she was. Her dance partner was so tall that it looked like he was dancing with his young, pregnant daughter.I waited for her to return after the song. “May I come in” she asked?“Certainly, care for a cup of coffee?”“Gawd, NORMAL people, gimme gimme” she exclaimed! “The others are either hung over or getting an early start on tonight.”“How can we help you, Mary. This is really the first time you’ve spoken to us”?“How is it you kids are even here, part of this whole orgy thing?”“Well, we LIVE here” spoke up Sal. “As for the other, we kinda sorta got ‘invited’ to the parties in the main cabin. It’s not like we’re blushing virgins, ya know.”“Mary. Things moving around the underground cavern filling her ears. A few seconds later another tentacle came along and wrapped itself around her other leg, politely avoiding her hurt ankle, and then two more for each arm and one around her middle. It suspended her in a laying position and she instantly felt better without the blood rushing to her head. Surprisingly, a fifth one appeared from the darkness and caressed her face, wiping away the stream of salty tears. All of the vines felt oddly warm.