She gasped as the tentacle inside her throbbed, crying out, then moaned as the tentacle around her breast squeezed it, his hands on her hips holding her in place. She felt him continue inside her, and closed her eyes, feeling sick to her stomach from the fact that something like him was doing this to her, though her body was reacting. She couldn't help it.

Hearing her moan out he pressed firmly into her mind as he had further stimulated the pleasure centers of her mind as his tentacle worked itself against velvet walls. His torso had bent down, his elongated tongue stretching out of his mouth as it touched upon her abdomen sliding slowly upwards as he licked up her body only stopping to engulf her other breast, first licking about her nipple then taking her breast into his mouth as he sucked on it, mouth tendrils spooling outward over it as they squeezed against her there in time with his tentacle squeezing against her other breast.

So good. You feel so good.

He cooed this into her mind as a tentacle rubbed against her clit, back and forth it had rubbed against her as it continued to pulse inside her.

Mariah gasped with renewed pleasure as her pleasure centres were stimulated. She felt herself fall back, lying back as he continued with his tentacle. She cried out as his tongue had touched her abdomen, then felt it move upwards, and she moaned, her body reacting as he sucked on her nipple. She heard the cooing voice in her mind, but she didn't care. She was in too much pleasure to care. The tendril against her clit making her body jerk in pleasure, gasping, eyes closed.

Moans sank into his mind as he heard them, his moth still against her breast as his tongue ran along her nipple, mouth tendrils squeezing the orb softly in time with the rhythm that his other tentacle made as it squeezed against her,

A tentacle still dashing against her clit he had retracted the one that pulsed inside her as he brought his lower body of tentacles over her, climbing against her. Other tentacles grasped at her legs pulling them further apart gently as he made space between them, a trio of cocks, two smaller ones that flanked a huge central one, came into being beneath the mass of his "legs".

He let the tip of the larger one rub against the slit of her sex, the friction of that slow motion causing him to groan out in pleasure, the sound muffled against the breast of her body as he did so.

She felt him continue to tease her nipple, making her sigh with pleasure, then gasped loudly as the one against her clit continued to move, feeling the tentacle inside her pull out, and she sagged, almost thankful it had stopped, though she wondered what it had in store for her now. Her thoughts were answered quicker than she thought as her legs were pulled apart wider, feeling him climb against her, and she felt something press against her sex, and her head fell back, not daring to struggle now, knowing it would be no use anyway. The muffled moan against her breast made her sigh, though she knew, without quite knowing how, that she was in store for a lot more before she was released.

And scrubbing her response to pain he thrust into her a little more than half his length, a length that had constricted together in order to make himself narrower. His mind flowing outward toward her pleasure centers as he manipulated them too. He played with their responses as he cranked them up as far as he dared to go, increasing her response to his movements when they began. For the moment though he remained still as if to collect his own barring for the time being.

Slowly he began to move in order to let her get use to the feeling that flowed inside her, tentacle still squeezing her breast as his tongue danced against the nipple of her other one, mouth tendrils still squeezing against it as another tentacle still brushed against her clit as he did so.