That was the last I saw of them. A few hours later we were seized by the tentacles. As I felt a tentacle forcing itself into my vagina, I did not feel...any more pain than usual. Apparently I had healed from childbirth. And as an orgasm hit me and I felt the creature?s cum spurting into my belly I realized that the process was starting over. As we frequently did, Stacy and I cried ourselves to sleep.I woke up to Stacy nudging me. I lifted my head and looked at her and she pointed towards the. ”“Hear, hear!” my father-in-law broke up our chatter in his pronounced French accent, “The time for pleasantries is over for now, though! It’s time for the official toast! To be given by the best man, Bruce Moran. Bruce, it’s showtime, as you Americans like to say!”“Oui, monsieur!” Bruce laughed, “Well, it’s really quite simple, isn’t it? A toast is fundamentally an excuse to get a bit buzzed in someone’s honor. Well, if anyone is worth the honor of being my excuse for getting buzzed, it’s Levi. ... He keeps fucking me for about 6-7 minutes sometimes slowly, some times hard and fast, sometimes changing the angle so his cock enters at different angles. Because I am wearing a rubber hood and my hands are cuffed behind me I am more sensitive having only my ears and the sense of touch all which make everything he does that more alive. He also spanks my arse cheeks from time to time all which adds to the wonderful feelings his hard cock is giving me. I wish I could look into his eyes now as. "Mia dropped her skirt first. She wore no panties underneath like I wanted. My cock which became limp during the discussion surged back into full hardness. She unbuttoned her blouse and slipped it off. I tried to stare blankly at her bra, but in reality I was greatly interested to see her tits. She removed her bra."Beautiful," I said. They are big enough. Young and perky. Firm and proud.She lay back on the couch and opened her legs. She was in a relaxed position but she didn't look relaxed."I.