But now, wrapped up in the throes of these tentacles, she found her foggy mind wondering what it would feel like if the sticky fluid running down her ...hroat were to fill… other places.Fuck, suddenly her mind was reeling with the possibilities of where she could take the fluid. She wanted to be filled in every hole. Covered in it. She needed it desperately, and suddenly she was bouncing on the tentacle like she’d seen in the pornos of her early teenhood, trying to ride the cock-like monster.. Then she slowed her moving and was just gasping for breath .I asked: “Did you cum?” She looked up at me with a wan smile and mumbled a satisfied: “UMH HUMMMM” between gasps for breath. But Bear was still going at her cunt and in seconds Peg was grunting and gyrating as she undulated against his mouth and came again. Bear stood back panting, almost smiling, as Peg came down from her second orgasm.Bear’s cock was hanging out of its sheath and Peg was looking at it saying, “God his thing looks. At first Karen would get embarrassed and tried to change the subject when one of her colleagues mentioned a black eye or cut. Gradually as the beatings got worse Kelly often found she had to send the girl back into the kitchen to work so that the customers wouldn’t see her bruised face. All the staff were concerned for her but Karen avoided all attempts to get her to talk about what she was going through.Eventually after she had been working at the “Kettle” for a year Karen finally opened up to. She was shamed that she was becoming turned on watching and listening. The twinge between her legs began to grow and throb making her wet. Her breathing became ragged and her skin began to flush. The horrid decadence of the tableau before her was too much to bear but she could not drag her eyes away. Caught like a deer in headlights, she knew she was responsible for this. Balthazar was right. Mikel said to himself, turning around he looked at Amanda. You bore a son, father was so angry he was.