While she may not have been able to speak his ability to read minds would allow her to converse with him in some strange way though right now it had seemed that her thoughts had been focused upon freeing herself. A hand lifting to the tentacle that had now been in her mouth though her other had not reached the tentacle upon her thigh.

In her mouth, the tentacle squirmed as he felt the throes of passion of such a confined space against it. Another tentacle upon the slit of her body brushed against the slit of her sex before it had slid against it as it pressed firmly up against her entrance before exerting a little force there as it began to slip inside her.

Ishtar's hand near her mouth struggled to try to pull the first tentacle out of her mouth as it began to explore and squirm. She was having little success with it as it was pretty powerful. Why is he doing this? What does it have to do with training?

As she tried to figure this out, she felt the other tentacle brush against her flower. Mmh! Her other hand tried despriately to grab the tentacle on her leg as it move to explore her nether lips. However the dress continued to act as obstacle only allowing her to feel the tentacle not to get a good grip of. Mmmm! She could feel the tentacle enter her slowly.

It has everything to do with training. Again he spoke into her mind as other tentacles rose up to her shoulders to draw down the golden gown that she wore. The tentacle at her flower retreated for a moment so that the material dropped down to the floor.

Don't you remember? Its part of the payment for such training.

His tentacle pushed it's way into her mouth, stopping just shy of her gag reflex. His tentacle at her sex began to push itself into her as it began wriggling against her sex.

Ishtar felt a pair of Aegir's tentacles reach on her shoulders, they drew down her golden gown as she tried to struggle, however she felt her hands yanked down as the gown was pulled down past her chest. She saw breasts bounce free of her material. As she blushed she felt her gown slide off her body and fall gently to the floor.

As it felt the golden gown leave her body, his tentacle pushed deep into her mouth. She almost gagged as it went down to near her her throat. At the same time she felt her the tentacle below return to her flower and begin to push itself into her. Mmmph! Ishtar's hands wrapped around this lower tentacle as she tried to push it away.

Quite determined his tentacle kept motioning into her sex as her hands dropped to his tentacle in a feeble attempt to dislodge him. He had been quite stronger than her and while he usually had no cause of displaying such strength he did so now.

The tentacle in her mouth had been unhindered as it freely slid in and out of her, his mauve hands rising up to her unbound breasts as his hands worked against her as he had rubbed those orbs against his palms as he took there their fill of her.

Ishtar struggled vainly as she tried to pull the Aegir's tentacle from inside her flower. This isn't working...he's too strong. Despite her resistance, it didn't slow the thrusting tentacle as continued its assault on her flower.

Mmph!. Aegir's hands reached out and grabed her mounds as the hands began to massage them. She had so many sensitive areas and only two hands to try to protect them. One of her hands moved away from the tentacle below and grabbed on to the tentacle on her mouth which continuing its impeded motioning. As she did so she heard a muffled female moan that could have only come from her.

And he had pressed into her mind making matters worse as he dialed up her pleasure centers, his tentacle in her sex moving a bit faster as it throbbed inside her, constricting itself only to expand again and again as he had pulsed inside her throbbing in time with the beat of her heart.

Her attention had been divided as one hand reached between her legs, the other to the tentacle that squirmed inside her mouth. From beneath the mass of tentacles that made up his legs came his trio of cocks, stiff and hard as they jutted out towards her, tentacles retracting from her body quite suddenly.

Tossing her upon the couch of the dressing room he slithered a little closer to it as he had done so.

Mmmph! Ishtar closed her eyes, she could her body begin to react as the tentacle in her flower begin to throb inside her. As it did so her breathing began to get heavy. She let a muffled moan as her hands for a moment just simply held on to tentacles rather than fighting them.

While she was in this state of arousal, she suddenly felt his tentacles retract from her body. As she opened her eyes, she felt herself get thrown though the air. Ah! She landed on the couch, her crown flew off her head reveiling her long blue hair. With a bounce her naked form came to rest on the couch, her breasts giving one last jiggle. As she looked up, she saw a form appear over her. She knew he wasn't done with her.

Indeed he had not been done with her as his shadow fell upon her, eyes glancing down at her, mouth tendrils twitching slightly as he looked upon her. Seeing her breasts bounce one last time a bunch of his tentacles fanned out against her, a pair going to her ankles as he spread her legs apart making space for himself between her thighs.

He had not bothered securing her hands as his own fell upon her breast as he gave them a squeeze as if they were melons that he had been checking for ripeness. His central cock had slid to her sex rubbing up and down her slit like a paint brush as he tried to coat himself in her juices before continuing.

Ishtar felt Aegir's tentacles wrap around her all going for various parts of her body. Two tentacles in particular wraped around each of her ankles and spread her legs apart. As they did so his body landed on the couch between her thighs.

Her hands wraped around his arms, as the mauve limbs reached out and squeezed her orbs. Ah! Her hands try to pull on his arms, as she could feel his large stiff member begin to tease her flower.

Stroking against her a few times he injected himself into her mind as her hands seized hold of his. Into the pleasure centers he had traveled, stroking against them as he dialed them up, it had been then that he constricted his own length so that it hadn't been as thick.

Into her he had pushed himself sliding into her about half way, a burbling groan passing out of his mouth prior to his tongue snaking out of it so that it could smooth over her shoulder then her neck.

Ishtar could feel Aegir's member play against her flower. She could feel her flower react and become moist in anticipation. Despite her best efforts, she could feel her will begin to fade.

OOOOHHH! Her head leaned back as she closed her eyes in reaction to such a sensation as he pushed into her. Her hands gripped his arms tightly in reaction. As the sensation passed over her, she felt his tongue wash over her shoulder and make its way over to her neck. She moaned as it began making its way up her neck.

Hands tucking into her own he let his tentacles play over her breasts, indicted by her moan his tongue danced against the warmth of her neck as his body plunged down against hers as he drove his shaft into her body, feeling her tightness wrap around him.

Motioning quickly inside her depths he had quickened his tempo as his length throbbed within her as it compressed and expanded inside her, another tentacle going to her clit in order to brush against it.

Ishtar felt Aegir's hands release her breasts as they wrapped themselves in her hands. No soon had his hands left her breasts, did his tentacles wrap around her mounds and resumed their massage. Now there was little she could do to slow down Aegir.

As if the emphasize the point, his member dove deep inside her. She moaned as she could feel him deep within her. The thrusts became deeper and she felt him member expand and contract with in her. I...not....read...Ahh! It was all she could manage to get out as she felt a tentacle begin to rub her clit.

With her words choked off and he surging inside her he had found more of his length slipping inside her, feeling the warmth of her body crawl against him. Tongue spiraling against her neck for a moment he soon drew it away from her body replacing it against her lips as he licked against them with his own.

You were saying? He commented into her mind as his tentacles coiled about her breasts as he gave them a squeeze, the tips pf which dashed against her nipples as they continued their assault against her.