The tendrils wrapped around their clits, tugging them a little. Their breasts received a similar treatment, a thin tendril wrapping around their nipples and tugging. Thick tentacles appeared in front of them. These prodded the dripping sexes of the girls, receiving a coating of their juices.

After getting nice and wet, they moved to the girls' faces, pressing against their lips.

The tentacle was in Emily's mouth before she could stop it, her mouth being open from moaning. She couldn't stop her body from moving a little as her nipples and clit were pulled on by then tentacles. the fact that the tentacle in her mouth tasted like her lover made her get even hotter.

Monique was about to protest when that tendril dipped in her love's juices was pushed into her mouth, causing her to moan and she begins to squirm on top of Emily, growing wetter and looks down at her love's slit.

The tentacles probed their mouthes, prodding into every nook and cranny. They curled outward while doing so until their smooth lengths rubbed against the other girl's slit. Tiny ripples moved on their surfaces to make the juices wick towards the girls' mouthes.

"You see," he said, not for a moment paying less attention to the rest of the girls' bodies, "I'm not planning on doing anything to hurt you... Not badly anyways..." They heard a deep laugh in their minds as the tentacles continued their work.

Emily squirmed and moaned as her nether lips were rubbed, mora and more of Monique's sweet nectar entering her mouth. She started sucking on the intruder, lustfully trying to get more of her lover's taste.

Monique gives soft gasps and moans as she is worked by the tendrils and then sucks on the one with her love's juices, squirming her dark skinned body down onto her white girlfriend, as they both are teased and used by the tendrils.

How very pleasing. These girls were doing just what Mezrol had hoped they would do. Time to continue.

The tentacles continues to plunghe into the girls' throats as two more tentacles rose from the ground. These silently moved to their wet slits, pressing into the entrance. As these thick phalli entered them, they began to develop a distinct texture. They became quickly covered in small yet pronounced bumps that moved around on the surface.

Mezrol began paying more attention to the lovely breasts on his equally lovely victims.

Emily groaned as the thick thing slid into her. Seeing the same thing happening to her love so close to her made the poor brunette helplessly exited against her will. How could this horrible thing make her feel so good?

(Sorry for the lack of post wasn't told that this one was responded to *pouts*)

Monique moans around the tentacle in her throat and watches as Emily is penetrated, giving a louder moan and squirms her dark hips around on the thick length plunging into her.

(another couple of days and I would have )

The speed of these tentacles became gradually faster as the seconds ticked by. Mezrol would have grinned to himself at the thought of all of the energy these girls would release if only he could. It seemed that neither of the girls minded being taken like this. Good. That makes things easier.

Mezrol watched the two lovers being raped in front of each other. Their faces were priceless.

Emily's body was burning with pleasure. She could feel a climax quickly growing within her. Her barely open eyes were focused on Monique's dark slit being pounded by a thick tentacle. She could smell her lover's scent strongly. It smelled wonderful...