Was she checking her tits? Did she get an unexpected early period? Damn. I was curious and being horny wasn’t helping.She stepped out, looking exact...y like she did when she went in. No clues there. She did have her phone in her hand. Maybe she needed to text Mom about the kids? Did we need to go back home? No.She gave me a seductive look, “Well honey, are you ready for your show?”“Show?”She guided me to a chair. I sat in it as she played music from her iPhone. It was Middle Eastern music. I was. What about Connie? Connie said she's due, but doesn't feel anything yet.5:30 arrives, guys come over, butt naked, just the way the ladies were hoping for. They had an enjoyable dinner, laughed, played cards. At 7:30 wife asked the ladies to a bedroom. She said okay ladies, this is it, if anyone doesn't want to go through with this we'll all back out? All said they're in, Connie then reached down between her legs, said it's extra slippery. She looked shocked, said to Elaine there appears to be. With every assimilation, they worked faster and faster, understanding human anatomy and what they had to do to modify the women and create the new connectors. Miss Marilynn and Daisy were at the limits of their connectors, four. But that still left fourteen able to connect to another woman, and there were thirteen girls panting and watching, masturbating their wet ports....connect...As Peony rose back to consciousness, she felt her own tentacle sprout out of her pussy, pushing past Miss. This hot specimen of a woman, this goddess-like creature, was soon to be mine. “Come on,” I tell her, “in your bedroom…I want you on your own bed.” She leads me down the hallway and back into her room, where this whole adventure began. “All of my guys take their clothes off first…I get off seeing them hard first” she apprises me, resulting in a pile of what once clothed me on her floor. With my risen, stone-solid cock saluting her in full, Deb reached out to feel it. “Mmm…I like!” she says, as.