My partner was doing the same, placing her hand on top of mine on the dildo.In the meantime, the men stopped suckling after awhile and began walking a...ound us in circles, stroking themselves as they walked. I recognized this to be a fertility ritual and a moment of fear once again crossed my mind. Why had I been asked to attend this particular ritual? It was generally done to women trying to get pregnant, and that was a thought I was certainly not considering right now. Before I could think. The tentacle shuddered, interrupting its intercourse, and jammed itself as far into her little tight hole as it could. It rippled as the tentacle’s ejaculate raced through its insides and sprayed into hers. Noelle watched with broken brains and blurry eyes as her stomach swelled slightly, her womb filling beyond capacity. Noelle lay exhausted on the bed as her new friend extricated itself from her swollen pussy. She barely registered the feeling of it groping it’s way up her body. The tip of. “No thank you, Sir. I shall meet my Master as I am.”I looked at Emma, she had stunned me once more. A smile broke over my lips and I nodded, realising far more about who she was and what we had done, than I would ever have known from the interview.I held her coat for her and she slipped her arms into it and gathered it about her waist. She tied the belt like a knot rather than feeding it through the loops.Emma opened the door latch to let herself out. Before she moved, she leant in and planted. She worked him all the way up. Fully hard he was more man than she could swallow. She gagged as his full length and girth left little room in the back of her throat. Jenna rose her head gasping for air as a thick line of spit stretched from her mouth to his bulging cock. She wiped the gag induced tears away from her face as she looked back at him, avoiding making any serious eye contact. How am I doing Mr. Jamison? She asked with a schoolgirl smirk and a sexy bat of her eyes, still avoiding.