“Couldn’t we just fuck, like all the others in the room?”, Gabriel thought, and looking back at the scene, watching those sweaty figures and hea...ing their awkward grunts excited him far more than before. The guy on the left was far better with keeping the rythm of his thrusts. He was really god at it. Somehow, Gabriel’s eyes went back to Nicolas’ shaft. The other boy was now stroking himself carefully, apparently not wanting to spoil the fun too early. Gabriel felt blood rushing to his own. ? She moaned, a soft, long moan of desire. "Crawl tothe drain, slut." So she crawled onher belly, her arms bound behind her, the breasts dragging over the concrete,grit and grime digging into her thighs and stomach, her top tearing at her titsas she dragged herself across the ground, sharp cries of pain followed by deepmoans as her sexual excitement grew. "Turnover.? Feet flat." She had reachedthe drain, and painfully rolled over, a sob of pain and lust as her weight cameto rest on her bound. I did ... But I’m not like you. I’m human. We don’t have tentacles sprouting from our cunnies.Before Merita could respond, a loud knock rattled our door. “What is going on in there?”The sound of Prefect Geneva bolted fear through me and Tabitha. My friend stopped shrieking. My tentacles released her head, reacting to fear. My lust evaporated, they slithered back inside my pussy and were ... gone.“What’s wrong? I heard screams.”“Nothing, Prefect,” I shouted, my heart thudding. I had never been. I always had starved for sex. This incident happened with my cousin sister. My sister is a bit dark and thin . She’s average looking girl. I never had any intentions on her.But i guess she badly wanted me. Once wen our family met on an occasion, we had to go to the temple early in the morning. As i was doin my college and had my exams, i asked permission and stayed at home. My sister also stayed at home with me. In the morning, my parents went asking me to lock the doors. I locked the doors and.