The last tentacle moved in a serpentine manner beneath her dress, along her torso, and encircled each breast before squeezing tightly. A whistle came from the hole, and all the men shot upright, drawing their swords and spears, aiming them down the hole. Pornhat He’d shoved my face into the pillow and practically smothered me just to keep his men from hearing my delighted screams. “No,” I sighed, relaxing into Onyx’s bosom, enjoying the way her fingers massaged my scalp, “I guess I feel like I should feel guilty.”
“Master makes you feel guilty.” Opal said beside her mother, her tongue wrapped around my clit. The way he sat, the emotions on his face, and the way he shifted all belied a deep insecurity of his position. It took me a
