Following the shoulders was a separate pair of brand new arms that slid out of her torso and formed into identical-looking hands to match the original....“I always wanted an extra set of hands around the kitchen”, Erica thought to herself.She decided that she wanted a nice hot cup of coffee this morning to perk up a bit more, and held herself still for a second, concentrating. Once her insides were nice and toasty, she used the lower pair of hands to milk herself, squeezing out a fresh cup of. As usual, Bernadette did not miss a drop. Her climax made her shake like a leaf. She rolled off from me and onto the bed. She crawled up next to me and we began to cuddle. "Are you mad at me and Desirae for exploring each other?" "No, I actually became more aroused thinking about the two of you enjoying each other. You didn't possibly take some video or pictures of your sexual adventures did you?" Suddenly, there was a long quiet silence and Bernadette did not say a word. Then she started to. Holding her around the shoulders, our breasts bumping against each other as I tried almost comically to cuddle her much taller body against my petite frame. Then her head dropped, laying on my chest as the tentacle in between her lips slowed and sprayed. Tattoo pulled out, cum dripping out of her mouth and onto my diminutive breasts. Her cheeks continued trying to swallow until another tentacle pushed her head down, helping her latch onto my nipple. Pleasure had already been building as I was. ”“That’d make a long day, like Saturday there and Sunday back...”“I’m gonna call Cindy and see if they have anyone flying in the vicinity. I could catch a seat back there and drive back.”“That’s a thought. But really, the truck’s there for you to use...”“How’d you do it on other jobs?” I queried.“Bigger crew. Sort of just ganged up together ... I knew them.”“And you don’t know me...”“Just that everybody says you’re a good tech. And Jason doesn’t hire psychopaths.”“Maybe I’m a very good.