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"Do you want me to stop?"

She lets out a long groan. "No, I don't. I—"

That sounds like plenty of invitation.

I pull her down with me to the cave where she will stop saying all her confusing words, andkissher, careful to make sure she always has a limb free to hit me with. I check for her other opening with my graspers, ready for her to tell me no, but she doesn't, so I keep checking.

It's not far from the first one and it's much tighter. Slipping a finger in is hard at first, but I'm able to move my finger in her and the more it stays in there, the more the opening widens, like it will accommodate whatever I plan to give it.

I look back to her face, and she has a dazed look in her eyes, but rouses when I move closer to press my lips against hers

She holds on to me, air bubbles escaping her as she gasps. I remove my finger and use a tentacle and a grasper to hold her as I push my mating organ inside her tighter hole, holding her still with my other grasper and akissas I seek out the other entry.

It isn't as tight, and she lets out a long groan as I move into her, the inner walls stretching around me in a surprisingly violent hold, but with a slickness that excites me.

I struggle to fit in for only a moment before I feel her stretching to take me in. She bites my lips as my mating tentacles twitchinside her, the force of her hold increasing. It can't hurt me, but I can feel her shuddering movement as she adjusts.

It's better than anything I ever thought I would feel, being here with her without trying to dodge her teeth or keep too many limbs from being ripped off.

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I've never quite been given head so meticulously and thoroughly that I felt like I was actually being eaten. He made me cum twice. He kept an always-twitching sucker on my clitoris, driving me absolutely mad with his ministrations.

Then dragged me down here and barely put it in, but I felt stuffed immediately.

Now he's continuing to stretch me. My vision blurs for a moment, no, I think I actually blacked out, because when I come to he is fully seated and moving. He doesn't stop, pushing in the front and back doors while grunting, his hold on my body and jaw firm.

My body is shifting to accommodate him and it's blowing my fucking mind. How else can I explain him fitting those giant things inside me?

They look similar to his other tentacles, except shorter, and with a pointed, ribbed end, which is currently rubbing up against my cervix and making my eyes want to cross.

There are suckers rubbing against the walls of my pussy, and the apparently even more sensitive walls of my ass, the thin walls between both points of penetration making the sensation like nothing I could have ever dreamed.

The fullness of both make each one of his movements almost overwhelming, and as I realize there's no pain from the back door entry, I relax, instead enjoying how he's set up a rhythm where he is pulling one out and pushing one in.

There's a building tightness in my core as he drives me wild.

I almost tell him, then realize I can't. No dirty talk in the water.

Then I realize there's another feeling building, one I've never had before, similar to what's growing in my core, but deeper, farther back.

It distracts me as I try to figure it out, but only get so far as narrowing it to the contact between his two tentacles.

Now that I know I can take him, I don't want him to stop.

He starts talking in his underwater echo voice. "It can't go all the way in, but it still feels…"

There's excitement and something else in his eyes. All I can do is hold on and go on the very bumpy, glorious ride. His matingtentacles are moving back and forth smoothly inside me, and then they start to piston in and out.

Judging by the tingling heat and that he can continually glide into me, I assume he must be secreting something. It's adding to the sensations, making an orgasm build low in my belly that just keeps getting bigger and bigger instead of throbbing through me.

Finally, it explodes.

My moans float up with the air bubbles, but I think it's adequate to say he's fucking my brains out. After that, he finds his rhythm, teeth bared, and I can barely find a coherent thought with those things inside me.

They're hitting every single nerve ending at once, stimulating my already sensitive core. He might drive me mad.

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