I feel my muscles stretching to accommodate the object. You push it in a little farther. My body strains to make room. You keep pushing the object in...o me until I feel it hit my cervix. You start fucking me with the tool. Banging my cervix with each thrust. I hear a click. I’m curious as to what it is. Do I really want to know? I hear a slight buzzing noise. I feel you place the buzzing object on my clit. Oh! That’s exactly what I needed. You seem to know just the right spots to stimulate on. The HyperMart store was dead. I have to tell you that the inside is huge, pretty much as large as a warehouse. Other than some light music playing overhead it seemed very quiet. I noticed a man and woman at the cash registers, but I could not see any other workers or shoppers, so it was almost as if I had the whole place to myself. I grabbed a trolley and then headed to the opposite side of the seemingly empty store. That illusion did not last very long though. I went to the middle of the. I could feel everything. Her mouth sucking my tentacle, her ass clenching around the other, and her cunt, trying to milk me of every drop of cum I have. Once again I cleared my mind, no very easy right then, and pictured her being able to stretch to the point where she could contain my orgasm, all of it. I didn't know if it would work, but since her cock was still growing, I assumed it would. With that I began to pull out slowly, mimicked by the tendril in her ass. When I was barely inside her. I knew what you were up to, and I moved my chair forward so the sheets would cover my entire crotch. You worked through my boxers, and finally found my exposed penis, hard and engorged, wet precum lubricating the entirety of the tip.My mind was in heaven, and as we engaged in table chatter, my pitch grew increasingly high, as much as I tried to control it. You stroked me relentlessly, making me want to forget everything and penetrate you right then and there - but I held on, because you were.