She sits there, holding my dick tightly and not moving her forearms at all. I rock my hips up and down, forcing my cock to rub up and down in her hand.... This continues for a few strokes and she giggles. She loosens her grip on my dick, continuing until I can't get any more feeling, then finally she lets go of my dick and it flops back to my stomach. The pleasure dries up and disappears. “Time for groceries,” she says in her high pitched voice. She jumps up off the bed and stands in the doorway,. .. I swear I'll make him pay forthis."She went to the room she'd been assigned when she still was Hank. It was amess, there was slime everywhere and it smelled of rotting fish. She saton the bed, her head in her hands, trying to block out the filthy stench.It was no good. When she'd been an octopus, cleanliness hadn't exactlybeen a priority, having no sense of smell and all. Remembering the timebefore that, she realized cleanliness had never been a part of Hank's lifeeither. Having had plenty. I ordered a round of Italian margaritas. They take the 'd' out of wonderful.We chatted about many things but mostly about the new Caddy. When the second round of drinks came, I proposed a toast to love. Tamara seconded it. Trish sort of held back."What's the matter, Trish?" I asked."You guys don't want to hear about it."Tamara said we did. So Trish began, "It's about Jerry. I don't know how to say this but... he's not for me." I thought you two were getting along great," I said."We do sexually. And I'm sure they have some wild ideas." "OOH, DADDY!!! I hope so. Those guys can make me squirt halfway across the room!"Bill, Frank, and Sean had been introduced to Steph several weeks ago. The three of them and Daddy had had a marvelous time introducing twenty-year-old Stephanie to the pleasures that four experienced and horny men were capable of imparting. Steph often masturbated thinking about that day as she lay in her bed at night.So, on Monday morning Daddy invited Bill, Frank, and.