It's tendrils against Rachel's tits....I held my breath, feeling her bare bottom move against my pussy.And even terrified, I found myself thinking tha... if I had a cock, I would have been inside of her.I looked down in my lap and saw that the creature had extended one of its tentacles, reaching down and covering her pussy.Why was it touching her?Why didn't she notice?Her eyes opened, looking up into mine. Rachel let out a long gasp, grinding against me, clearly enjoying the creature's. Her legs were adorned with simple black stockings and black high heels. A skimpy bra and panties provided slight modesty to her gorgeously long and thin body.There were others here. Strange figures slid away into dark corners carefully watching her while they masturbated. She could hear them. Not all would hide. Some were friendly and would approach her. Others were dangerous.Andrea learned that she had something the other women here didn’t. It wasn’t just her gorgeous cock that kept slipping. I was so engrossed with caressing him, I really didn’t care if he did me or not. I stroked him for a couple minutes, trying different speeds and pressure. I loved the feel when his cock would twitch and jerk in my hand. He made little murmurs about how good it felt having my hands stroking him, which turned me on even more. After a couple more minutes he opened his eyes and sat up and said, “Now I want to feel yours.” Reluctantly I let go of him as he reached over and started to caress my. Jan had loved him that much, knew him that well. And now Sherry, an extension of Jan’s devotion, wanted him. If he lost her it would be like another death. Sam wandered down the hall and stopped in the bathroom. The humidity from a recent shower hung in the air. A wet towel lay on the floor. He picked it up, and smiled. ‘She’s not a neat freak.’ The hinges of Sherry’s bedroom door complained briefly as he peeked in. The air conditioner muted the sound. She lay on her stomach, facing away,.