The bra tore off, freeing the confined mounds from within it, witch would then fall free, jiggling lightly. This incited another yelp of resistance from her mouth.

The hand pushing in panties shocks Tessa even more, and she tries to protect herself by pulling her hips back, arching her back. Ofcourse this wouldn't help, but it was more of a reflex.

As the girl tried to pull away from the hand in her panties, she pressed up against Kakumaoh's body. "No need to rush; we've got hours before anyone shows up," he said, his voice mocking.

"Still, if you're that anxious..." There was a soft rustle as he removed his loincloth and let it drop to the floor. His hands pushed her back against him, and she could feel his hard cock pressing against her ass through her panties.

The thin panties were no match for the pressure caused by the member pushing on her bottom, and Tessa could feel well how its veiny thick shaft sunk between the butt cheeks. This made her gasp, her body was trembling.

"n-no..." was all she could whimper, quivering in fear.

"Not there? Very well." He pulled back from her so that his dick was no longer pressing against her. Then, with a cruel laugh, he ripped her panties off and lifted her hips up. He rubbed the tip of his cock against her pussy. "Here, then." A thick tentacle then poked up in front of her face, the tip attempting to push between her lips. "Or perhaps here."

Tessas relief was only momentary, before she felt the sharp pull, and evident ripping sound as panties got torn into shreds from her, revealing her curvy, soft hips and secrets within them.

Then she felt it, the pressure in her crotch. She pulled her tighs together as tight as she could, but it was too late, the meat was there, rubbing on her. She bited her lower lip, whimpering before an appendage of some sort appeared on her lips, trying to push between them. Tessa sealed her lips as tight as she could, but still could feel how the tentacle pushed in, little by little.

The girl was showing some resistance now, but not enough to slow him down much. He continued to lightly press the tip of his penis against her vagina, just teasing her with the hint of the inevitable.

He suddenly pinched both of her breasts, trying to make her cry out so that he could thrust the tentacle into her mouth.

...And thats what happened exactly. Tessa yelped as the sharp pain bolted in her, her mouth opening just for a second. Still when she closed it, it was too late. She felt the tentacle in her mouth. She tried to pull her head off from it, but it was now persistently in her mouth. She wouldn't dare to bite it either.

The member was rubbing against her, molding her netherlips and forcing her thighs apart no matter how much she tried to resist. a muffed moan of desperation was only she could do.

The girl was remarkably compliant, offering almost no resistance. Combined with the fear radiating off her, she was an irresistible plaything for him. One pair of hands continued to molest her breasts while the other pair kept a firm grip on her hips. The tentacle in her mouth, meanwhile, began to slide back and forth.

Tessa felt how it started to move. Back and forth against her lips and tongue, the invading tentacle slided in her mouth. The hands on her breasts molded and squeezed them mericlelsy, feeling the soft mounds of flesh intensely.

The second hands held her hips in place, and she could do nothing but moan on the tentacle as the cock kept on yanking between her thighs, sliding agaisnt her nether.

The tentacle in her mouth sped up, rubbing against her lips with each stroke. After a few minutes, his grip on her tightened as a few drops of precum seeped into her mouth.