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She blinked away her ecstatic tears, and cupped my face. We didn’t need to say the words. “What the fuck?!” A baritone voice tore through my revelry. I turned around to see everyone in the room gawking at me. It was Brock who had yelled it, and he stared with a slack jaw, the wheels in his mind turning. Yavara broke the silence, squirming her way out from beneath Elena and racing across the room. “Me next!” She announced, solidifying the proclamation with an excited babe click of her heels. “I would also like a turn.” Patricia said sultrily, dismounting from Trenok. “As would I.” Certiok said, getting in line. “And me.” Elena said, limping behind Certiok. Elena’s slaves lined up in an orderly row behind their master, each one of them grinning at me with near-childish excitement. “And me.” A deep voice said behind me, a pair of strong hands descending on my shoulders, something wet and hard prodding my middle back. I looked behind to see Trenok looking over me, his tusked mouth curved in a predatory grin. Oh, did I swoon? I think I did. Then there was another set of hands on me, and another thing stabbing my belly, and I turned to see Brock grinning down. I shivered between them, my attention solely devoted on their throbbing tips moving against me, the press of their bodies, their hands descending to my breasts, my waist, hoisting me between them. “Destiny, have you seen Zander anywhere?” Brock growled, his pulsing cock sliding down my belly, “I swore he was just here.” “He just left; funny that.” I gasped, their tips centering on my anus and slit, threatening to impale me, “The two of us can never seem to be in the same place.” “Not like Dad and me.” Trenok chuckled in my ear, “We’re about to be in exactly the same place. Take a deep breath, Destiny. ” They impaled me, their cocks bursting through my insides, opening me, squishing the membrane that separated me. I hit bottom with a jiggling slap, my knees hooked on their elbows near my breasts, my ass the lowest point, spread wide in the position to take them twelve-inches deep. The bolt of sensation surged up my spine, compelling my head to small tits fling skyward, pushing into Trenok’s chest. indian Some women might’ve felt trapped between them, Solo but I only felt like the meat of a man-sandwich, and my appetite was absolutely rapacious! I giggled at Brock, shimmied my hips in his hold, softcore and extended my arms to my sides. Ten tentacles shot from my fingers, each of the branching into more tendrils, snaking on the floor, the ceiling, the walls, the tips seeking those wet, tight places. I’d done a lot of things in my time, but this… this would certainly be new. CERTIOK Well, this was certainly new. I was in a writhing pile of women, our pressing bodies separated by the thick wet tentacles that roped us and entered us, carrying some airborne, pinning others to the wall. The firelight illuminated the debauchery in a hellish glow, every surface of the hut covered in slithering prehensile limbs, blocking the sunlight, leaving only the orange flame and the black shadows it cast. The faces of those around me were akin to demons, and it might have been terrifying if I didn’t count myself amongst the damned. “Fuck me, you Ranger cunt, FUCK ME!” I snarled, my body joined with Elena’s, our motions violent and untamed. Two tentacles writhed in my ass, tenderly invading me deeper, those wonderful nodes serrating my insides with their wet suction. “You she-orc slut!” Elena was breathing heatedly in my face, her hips undulating to the euphoria provided by Destiny’s penetrating tentacles, both her holes filled, her cock pumping into my cunt. Her sapphire eyes were crazed amethysts in the firelight, her grimace broad and wanton, spit leaking from her clenched teeth, splashing my lips. She pounded into me until I was bending backward in the bed of tentacles, calling her name, my thighs held wide apart by the wrap of squid limbs that spiraled my arms and legs. With a final heave, she came inside me, and I arched back in the carnal delight of it, feeling her hot seed pour into me. Then the tentacles pulled her into the darkness, her cry fading into the discordant drone of moans that filled the room. “Certiok.” A voice whispered, behind me. Prestira. She glowed with power in the darkness, the tentacles seeming to obey her command. Have you pondered as to the identity of the seed that sprouted his jungle of terrors?” My favorite part was the valley it cut through that had a ranch indian with a few horses. “Oh, god,” Pita moaned, hugging her knees to her tits. Ben collapsed back in his chair and Connie continued to lie across her desk until the glow subsided. “Kate, what did you give me?” He asked. The other 2 girls had their turn then Jackie announced the results. I Solo savored being spanked and whipped, pissed on and denied my orgasms. He grinned. I did it to show him I was serious, and waited for his reaction. I grunted and gurgled incoherently, lost in a sea of blissful, orgasmic ecstasy. “I’m gonna go hang out at the mall and then movies. I want to go home.” They girls had fun making themselves up. On her way there, Ashley gave her a firm slap on the ass to which Rachel responded with a giggle To break the ice, I extend my hand a say, “It is a pleasure to meet you Mrs. Coleman.” I can never remember the calculator function for these problems,' She thought. The truth is, Lucilla, that Night Eyes is giving me something that you can’t. She feeds my darkness. I stopped by the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of sparkling cider from our fridge and three of our 'fancy glasses'. Gwen’s father Don looks to be in his early fifties, with silver hair and her identical eyes. Jesus Christ, it was in this house last night. Not a scam this time. 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