The only dripping holes that weren’t filled with writhing tentacles were those that were giving birth. To everyone’s horror, they quickly realized...that the deluge of squirming tendrils that the drone had dodged had been ejected from the gaping pussy of a woman above them, which was still oozing with the slime of her latest birthing. One tentacle hadn’t fallen to the floor to wriggle away with its siblings. Instead it had latched onto the woman’s swollen clit and was suckling it as if it were a. In my case, it was a bit different. I made aquaintance with an ER nurse at a Level II care facility. Meeting by meeting, we became more than just casual conversationalists. I finally asked her if she would be interested in some pre-hospital emergency care experience. She said "That would be great!"Now, my intentions were simply and only professional. During the course of my shift (with my partner), Shelly (nurse) spent a great deal of time with us. I shared a great deal of information with her,. He tried hard not to stare at his bewitching prisoner, but she made it very difficult. Sitting at his desk, his hand absently stroked his cock as he kept one eye on her while trying valiantly to appear like he was working.Then a call came in that emptied the squad room. There was a disturbance downtown that had the whole neighborhood protesting and some of the protesters were getting violent. All hands were called out and everyone left the squad room except Kyle, who had to stay and look after. It could have been fun if he had only let me know in advance. But there was no way I would ever allow him to even think that he owned me.I walked out of the motel without looking back, slamming the door behind me. I'd get home early tonight. That would be good; I could make Buck an even better dinner. God knows he deserved it, he worked his ass off for us, and I really did love Buck. I guess the problem was that he was just too damned good to me.I felt weird that afternoon, though. As I left.