Fuck. Another two shot out of the water and snaked under the chainmail top to encircled Tara’s breast. Sex Read 9921 times |
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In the back of her head she thought that was not the worst way to die. Was she dead? She felt like she was a fucking waterfall coming out of her cunt. That thought brought her attention to between her thighs. The slimy tentacle owner that resided in the water must have approved as multiple tentacles slithered out the water. Spreading the limp body’s legs showed a cavern of wonder as yet and other tentacle explored the opening. She would just have to do her best and guess her way out. She was naked expect for chainmail top, chainmail loincloth, and boots. Were her nipples getting harder as the chainmail moved up, down, and side to side? No experience was being given but it knew it was on the right track. Tara thought back to the last few mins of the battle as each one of her party sacrificed themselves to give Tara time to drink down the mysterious creaming from the pervy old sage.
