She has a great view of the man’s large cock moving in and out of the young woman’s pussy. The sight of this combined with the feeling of the smoo...h tentacles running up and down her own pussy drives her crazy.Morgan feels the tentacles suddenly disappear from her pussy before thin green vines, much like those already wrapped around her body, shoot out from the darkness. They wrap around her upper arms. She is pushed forward abruptly against the edges of the crack. Two more appear to wrap. "Instead of running off, as she seemed to want, Lucy instead slapped Amy's ass. Hard. Then she ran, so Amy chased her. She was easily closing in on Lucy who couldn't run any faster. Lucy had to slow down when the sea got deeper than her ankle, which meant Amy caught up even faster. When she was close enough, she dived at Lucy and they both plummeted into the waves laughing.When they emerged, they were both laughing and choking on smal amounts of sea water they'd breathed in when they fell.. Just tell me. I don't know what you mean." Well," she said, "have you ever heard of 'cornholing?'"That was just what my friend had called it. His brother had stuck his cock up his butt. From what he said, I couldn't tell whether or not he had liked it. But his brother had, apparently."I think so, maybe" I said, but I didn't want to say it. What if I was wrong? The thought of it was both strange and sexy. On one hand, surely it was dirty, unsanitary, embarrassing. On the other hand, the thought. How would he take it if I put my hand on his arm, if I simply rested it there? I could lay it there only for a second. What would he do? Would he freeze? Get shy? Take it as an invitation? She almost does it. No, no, no! This is getting absurd. It’s time to go back in. They don’t. Different music begins, something slow and familiar that she can’t quite place. He asks, ‘Dance?’ and takes her hand at almost the same instant. Inside her the alarm bells go off, clanging in the night, warning her.