That seed that poured forth with that spicy cinnamon taste filled her as the Gargoyle balanced there and grasped her shoulder for balance, that claw clenching and unclenching as Flame continued to work over his appendage.

He did not draw back but merely throbbed there within her mouth until Roc drew her back by the hold n her hair, the creature forced out of her mouth as his summoner reeled her back and began plastering kisses along her neck.

The scent of blood and sex had filled his nostrils, he would have to have a Priest heal her, get rid of the claw and bite marks though for the moment that could wait, he was having too much fun after all.

Even the Gargoyle before her vanished, his role completed it seemed for the one below was still surging upward into her basking in that heat, his tongue swishing over her nipple as he drew in the blood that he generated.

His growls intensified as she clenched around both poles lodged in her, her ass filled with a thick gush of seed. Roc soon drawing out of her smacking his dick against an ass cheek and sprinkling it with some of that seed that had not flooded her back door.

The Gargoyle still thrust away at her from below, lifting her up with each thrust, jarring his mouth from her tit time and time again though with that initial tightness further tightening against him he had no choice but to offer up his seed, shooting inside her with a keen growl before he to had been dismissed by the Elementalist.

“Catch you breath,” Roc intoned from behind her, fingers rubbing against her back. “So you like it a bit rough?” He went from grasping her hair to stroking it, his fingers moving away from her clit to sweep over a break getting wet with her blood on his fingers just prior to him pinching a nipple and rolling it back and forth in his grasp.

Withdrawn from the Gargoyle stuffing her mouth Flame couldn't resist the urge to let out an enticed gasp in favor of the one grasping her hair, now lashing out at her neck with that warrior tongue of his, that cinnamon seed washing over her taste buds for when Roc had pulled her back she hadn't gulped it down entirely. With another eager swallow she'd devoured his essence, nearly slumping over when her previous support had vanished from the scene although the creature of stone below would instead feel her timid digits digging into the cooler surface of his arms.

Surely the marks would remain for a while unless they sought assistance in healing these wounds, not that the red head had been concerned with such technicalities as an intense orgasm rippled throughout her entirety, allowing for any thought to evaporate into thin air as these sweet moans grew stronger by the second, more heated when their thrusting hadn't come to an abrupt halt.

Roc flooded her ass with his release first, dousing the blazing fires of her arousal with a substance which merely churned them on, unable to come down from that height as the other man was fucking the tightened orifice without relent, eager folds attempting to milk him of his essence whilst Flame bounced atop his lap, her head lolling about in the mind numbing force behind his thrusts, moans soon turned to blissed out whimpers as he ravished every ounce of coherent thought from her mind in that hyper sensitive state, manhandled in the aftermaths of her climax.

At last his seed blasted straight into her core, that bestial growl tearing a delighted mewl from her lips before he'd been dismissed as well, leaving the naughty sorceress a quivering mess though against all odds she remained on her knees, breathing heavily with her eyes glazed over in a shimmering layer of dampness.

Three men at once, Flame couldn't believe what had transpired in here and would rather wager it to be a dream than reality, still in bed and unsatisfied once Spencer intruded upon them for what else would grant her the utter fulfillment of her nearly unlimited sexual temper? She did as she was told, not having much of a choice either way though that tender touch felt good after living through such wonderful moments of undiluted passion, each and every lungful of air bringing her ample breasts forth into his hand.

"Y-yes .. yes I do." Came the response, a soft smile upon her features as she turned her head sideways, now able to look at him unlike before. "I should've told you that I enjoy a bit of pain instead of causing you to worry. I didn't mean to." She paused. "But I appreciate your surprise a lot, I've never done anything like it .. Of course I'd be lying if I said I wasn't looking forward to it at some point and I'm glad to have shared it with you."

He continued to rub her back as she addressed him. He bestowed a smile upon her as she spoke to him in answer to his comment. “Its alright. I thought the Gargoyles would behave themselves and would have no choice if I commanded them though when I figured it out I held them back from any nastier torturers and sadistic behavior but not all of it as I would have done so.”

He was still pinching a breast, tugging against the nipple as he pulled it and twisted it as he stroked down her back. Clearly he had not seen her chest but his wet fingers told him that she was cut there too and he could see her lacerated shoulder.

So that Nicademus would not later inquiry about her cuts he would see about getting her healed up before that meeting later today. For now though he allowed her some rest though if he were attuned to water he could have cleaned them up. Living under a mountain water based spells were next to worthless so he had learn just a few of them. Producing fresh water was always a benefit after all.

Moving over to a wash bin he generated some water now and got out a wash cloth. Using his hand he cleaned himself then tossed her that cloth so she was able t clean herself at least.

“I want that pussy though,” he commented as he looked at her. “I've already tasted it, I want more.”

Did she trust him not to erupt inside her? Did he trust himself? He was catching his breath too as she did her own. His chances were pretty good in holding back now at least this time around.

“But I like that sweet ass as well so I'll take either when it comes to it,” he would give her ultimate say in the matter after all.

Water based spells probably turned out to be an impossible matter, prevented to unfold to their full potential if at all given the nature of her being, but she did take the offered cloth in conclusion of that thought and in order to cleanse her skin of blood, tending to the remainder of her wounds gently as they'd have to heal on their own for now. An actual bath or shower seemed out of the question seeing that they weren't finished here yet, or at least she hoped there was more to come as she glanced at her companion while dabbing the cut on her breast.

Blushing further upon his open desire Flame hadn't been taken aback by his demand, but rather the wording which let an enticed shudder course throughout her spine, that familiar authority for which she possessed a profound fondness.

But ultimately they both knew that their actions had little consequence thus far and in the long run taking the risk of having his seed spill within her core far outweighed the potential gains unless she chose him over Nicodemus, the chances of which were slim for the latter truly wanted her with child hence joining with the Dwarf in such a manner had been avoided from the beginning. In her eyes trust didn't factor into the equation at all, not when carnal desires eradicated rational thought and potentially turned their secret lovemaking into a possible mistake for their entire lives.

Roc was a great man and warrior, certainly, but should Flame not choose in his favor and carry his child, lose Nicodemus upon realisation of that fact and seek out his temple solely because she didn't wish to raise it alone, that would be irresponsible and utterly humiliating when faced with the one she turned down. She reached behind herself, albeit hesitantly, a hand gently cupping his cheek as she eyed him with a warm smile regardless of the choice presented. "I'm afraid you'll have to make do with what you've already had. I can't take the risk without ever forgiving myself even if nothing comes of it."

Her smile broadened, growing sly whilst she upheld a sultry gaze. "Besides, it is far more pleasing for me if you choose the latter, as you might imagine by now."

Roc had understood the train of thought that had been streaming through her head though she did not have to say a word. That was the good thing about Roc, he knew, he was constantly thinking things over and their had been no distrust in her eyes.

She was immortal and he still had a few centuries to live yet so their was no rush. He was a patient as stone anyway. He returned her smile with one of his own, just how many would accept that, not that it had been offered to others often.

“Understood. You just worry about catching your breath. On a scale of one to ten what is the pain level and whee should it ought t be?” He could break bones after all, did them often enough. He was no stranger t inflicting pain though until recently he only delivered it t his enemies.

He did consider something. Would she enjoy that? It would be different no doubt and he considered it carefully. There could be some unforeseen consequences with that though not many, he knew the counter spell after all. Both were on the high end of the power scale too but what was the sense f having this power if you could not use it on occasion?

Flame had been pleased that he wasn't upset with her decision, not that he had any reason to be since the notion of her true nature was an unknown to the Angel who shared a special bond with the lustful red head. His freedom came closer with every passing moment and thus far she couldn't tell what he would do aside from seeking proper justice for Tori and even though their relationship may last, between immortals nobody could say for certain that more than a century would pass before they gradually grew apart.

But she dismissed that thought for the time being, uncertain in regards to whom she'd ultimately keep by her side as they were catching their breath, the unforeseen foursome causing her reserves to dwindle quite a bit.

"On a scale?" It was an unusual question considering that cuts inflicted by the Gargoyles had been pleasant to say the least, their remainder stinging slightly throughout their verbal exchange for Flame was slowly getting used to the sensation. Perhaps he meant to go farther, drawing upon her newly discovered source of pained pleasure though the fiery red head mulled the matter over in her head whilst the motions of the wash cloth came to a halt.

Nicodemus tried a great many things whereby he finished off with a particularly nasty gash, wax dripping on and into that wound, an odd feeling and while the pain never fully subsided, surely worth having experimented with in what could've been a displeasing torture session were she nothing but an ordinary woman. But the memories of another life and those of her mother held an equal measure of roughness, that monster taking her virginity and pounding her cervix only to push through the narrow gate though that couldn't have been more than a dream.

It nagged at her for a moment, whether to speak or remain silent in these details although there was no point in keeping a secret now that they've shared in the blessed riches of their bodies. "One being minor scratches and ten unbearable agony, I doubt I would be able to go beyond six, maybe seven, deeper cuts than what you see now or even slight to moderate burns caused by heat or mild acid .. the pain simply surpasses the pleasure at some point and becomes too much to handle without great amounts of discomfort."

"I'm fond of it in that way, what your summoned servants did was perfectly fine and while I might prefer it a little rougher still there's certainly an upper limit to what I'm comfortable with." Flame figured he didn't ask without intention, thought that he might want to explore in that realm as Nicodemus had done as such an occasion probably wasn't common. "Why do you ask?"

“Because I see no reason t harm you beyond your comfort levels.” He was n Nicodemus, nor did he know what he was capable of. Their jailor could heal her with the barest touch and when he went over board she realized he could always heal here then and their with his Divine magic.

Arcane magic could not heal and thus Roc could not heal her during matters. He had t use more care with her so he needed guidelines. Though what he had in mind fell into the realm of different rather than painful … he was not 100% certain of this though never experiencing it himself he could only surmise his findings from what he saw and heard.

“Burns I had not considered.” She had access to magic that protected her from fire but she was just as vulnerable if she did not employ it.

“But thank you, I was getting a guideline.”

When she had recovered he slid his hand down along her leg. He only learned the spell because it was a gateway spell to learning another though he had not used it since he learned the instantaneous one. Down her leg his touch flowed as arcane words left his lips.

Curling his hands so they flowed down over her calves his index finger pressed t the tip of her big toe as he finished the flesh their hardening into stone, a slow petrification sweep through her.

“Fascinating. Your construction is flawless. A Construct normally cannot be petrified. That spell will gradually turn you to stone. Do not worry I can counter it easily enough and you may even have a chance of countering it before it runs its course. If it does I can restore petrified beings to their original state though any damage done the statue remains n the original.”

Roc explained to her to ease any concerns prior to them being an issue.

His soothing touch cascaded upon her leg as soon as the pleasant haze of their lovemaking began to subside, senses and breath recollected for another round although the latter came at a slightly more urgent pace when Roc set out to proceed where they left off, his words and the resulting spell unknown to the fiery sorceress though the effects were quite apparent by the time he reached the very outskirts of that limb.

She was turning into stone! Flame nearly panicked in realisation of what appeared to be happening before her eyes, her heart pounding against her chest as the pace of her pulse increased rapidly though she took note of her travelling companion and his ever present calm, causing the red head to second guess herself as she remained seated on the sheets rather than freak out like an unchained lunatic. There had been no doubt that it was his doing, meanwhile half of her foot usurped by the slate gray coloration of their temporary guests which merely continued to spread.

Words of comfort and reassurance reached her ears, not that the symptoms of shock dwindled any throughout the procedure though the shapely woman hadn't budged save for the grimace of uncertainty upon her features. It was difficult to allow for the petrification to spread without intervention, a challenge as pure survival instinct urged her to prevent it from happening, but biting her lower lip for a moment she glanced at the Dwarf shortly after, nodding in approval. "Of course, I understand .. I trust you on this, Roc."

From what she gathered he'd let the woman at his hands petrify fully for whatever else he had in mind, struggling with the onrush of panic and desire to stop though for his sake she fought such emotions as best as she could. However, undergoing such great change certainly was different rather than painful, leaving room for experimentation for anything of the sort surely would be unique even amidst the prospect of an eternal lifetime.

Flame attempted to wiggle a toe as to experiment what would happen, what the feeling would be although she remained wary of flexing a muscle only halfway petrified out of fear that something might go wrong with the portion not embraced by that state, after all the process seemed gradual and not instantaneous. Naturally nothing happened, stone wasn't living tissue in her case unlike the Gargoyles and that digit remained unresponsive while the sensation was an interesting one to say the least.

Somehow an amputee must've experienced something similar, those who claimed feeling their lost limb in some way as they were drawing upon muscle memory in order to move their respective phantom body parts.

"It does feel rather .. strange. I don't really know how to describe it." Flame swallowed hard, essentially seeking to gulp down any concern she might've had though seated on the edge of the bed another thought occured to her. "Do you need me to change my position while I still can?"

The sensation certainly felt different, a tingle spreading through her foot as if it had fallen asleep worked against her, through her. That sensation would only grow as more of her body was affected by these changes.

Such a spell had to only be a gateway spell or maybe it was used by some as torture against those that could not reverse it, the knowledge of a slow defeat as the seconds past since the spread to precious minutes where the opponent was still a huge threat.

“Yes, please.” He assisted her over onto her hands and knees wondering how this was going to work out when the petrification reached her waste. Pressing into her unyielding body would be like sticking his dick in a crack in a wall, a tunnel rather than glory hole of course. Then she wouldn't have been able to feel anything there he assumed though by then he was planning on moving on.

He spat against her ass hole, saliva gracing the crack of her ass as he guided himself to her. Just her foot so far but the petrification was now working on her right calf so they were in a bit of a race here.

Without hesitation his fingers wrapped though her hair and jerked back enough to get her to lift her head, his lips sweeping against her neck along with his tongue before eventually he sucks on her there as the tip of his member presses forth as he begins that descent into familiar territory. A little quicker than last time though still not to quick he fills her, inch by inch.

Moving onto all fours Flame had to wonder which pose she'd inevitably end up in, the curvaceous beauty petrified in an alluring posture no doubt given the fact that once the spell affected her entire leg the way Roc prepared her for a continuation of events, bent at the knee there wasn't anything they could do to change it afterwards, the subtle tingling within the altered flesh a constant reminder of the gradual progression of the intimidating procedure.

Eventually she came to understand that unless vital organs were spared by the spell she'd never last once it reached her waist, but even then losing her lungs to the effect would make proceeding an impossible matter although Roc surely wouldn't have done something of the sort and left her insides mostly intact hence the young woman decided not to think of it any further.

Blessed feminine hips were presented to him with a truly generous expanse, the shapely hindquarters of his companion firm thanks to her athletic nature yet supple flesh in all the right places offered up the naturally sensual view of her rear, the puckered entrance as tightly sealed as ever despite his earlier intrusion.

A shudder coursed throughout her spine as the warmth of saliva had been bestowed unto her backdoor, replaced by the scalding heat of his rigid member and once more she considered herself lucky that the warrior monk wasn't bound by chastity.

Her head dipped back at the slightest prompting as his fingers intertwined with lush crimson locks, giving herself unto him wholly and without question as an enticed gasp rolled past her lips at the feel of his own against her tender neck, the motion itself sensual enough that Flame began to tremble as he pressed on mercilessly, suckling on a particularly delicate portion of skin which earned him the sweet vocal appraisal he heard many times throughout the night though for once she simply purred his name in profound delight as he poised himself at the narrow gates to her bountiful riches.

Inner muscles slacken as he shoved himself forward, allowing for an almost effortless entry, that thick girth robbing her of her breath for the slightest of moments whereupon the feisty red head pushed out a sigh rich in restrained pleasure, these depths assailing him with a familiar crushing tightness as her composure crumbles within that sole, drawn out thrust into her ass, reflecting the sheer bliss flowing into her body by deliberately sliding her hips against him in an attempt to motivate him into granting her more.

By the Gods she was tight. Muscles assailed him as he pushed his way into her though as he surged forth taking more of her as she offered him more he did consider this spell. He knew that the target was aware that they could still hear and think and that it just bestowed a second skin of stone over her rather than really altering her.

Roc was aware that the petrification would not spread but would she tighten around him so snugly that he could not escape. He wasn't ending the find out though as his hips clapped against her backside as his tongue swept over her neck given that he had pulled her head back.

Oh yes, she felt good as he took his fill if her in that constant motion. A hand slapped and rubbed her ass as he pressed inside her eagerly as the petrifying effect continued up into her thigh causing him a degree of urgency as he noticed the advance of the mark of stone. One hand rounds her hip to stroke that clit up and down wile the fingers of the other moved against her slit as if knocking first before two fingers delicately press inside her to the knuckles of his hand before he begins pistoning them in and out of that sweet core.

The technicalities of their undertaking were erased from her mind for merely a moment as that mighty member descended into her lavish bottom, pushing aside any sensible thought as Flame urged him on until their hips met and his firm cock graced the utter tightness of her passage fully. He had been thicker than Nicodemus, that much she hadn't forgotten as he filled her backdoor with his delightful girth, that tongue of his never ceasing in the assault of her exposed neck.

Her ass rippled with motion as they collided with mild degrees of force, jiggling enticingly as he'd slapped the rounded peach and the woman at his hands bucked her hips forward in that instant with an alluring shriek only to thrust back to be filled again, too needy to be distracted by the pleasant sensation he bestowed unto her for long.

With certainty she knew that he'd have her petrify in their current pose, at least a portion of hers considering that the effect reached one of her knees and that couldn't be changed anymore. Not that she'd minded, in truth she loved offering a sensual display to men she desired, especially one as strong and unyielding as Roc.

She moaned out in unrestrained bliss as he turned his attention to other sensitive nerve ends, the pearl of her clit already fully engorged with blood as he brushed upon the tender nub, further focus presented to her dripping cunt where he'd find the pure need of the sorceress leaking in a glistening line along the still human portion of her limb. He didn't hesitate for long before pressing inside, a blissed out whimper spilling from her lips as her eyes fell shut in the incredible onrush of stimulus from both ends.

Goodness, he knew how to please despite his prolonged absence from sexual matters, her pillowy breasts swaying beneath their bodies as these velvety depths begun quivering around his digits before long, her backside tightening around his hot rod as she was fighting the urge to give into another blessed release. It proved a battle which couldn't be won, her senses in a whirl given his heavenly maneuvers as the motions of her hips grinding against his began to grow uncoordinated, at last coming to halt as that orgasm shoots through her.

Flame cried out to the ceiling the way he'd taken control of her, fingers digging into the sheets reflexively as though they were trying to tear them apart. Sweet juices unwind around these digits while her folds grasp them tightly, massaging them in the rhythmic convulsion of her shapely body whereas his cock had been graced by the unmatched embrace of her ass, seemingly attempting to milk his shaft of his seed judging by the all encompassing hold she had on him, squeezing that phallus without an ounce of mercy in the moments to come.

The petrification was spreading quicker than he had anticipated though that firm backside clapped against him, her upper thigh now affected as he plunged forward sensing that she was close, that she was holding back.

A portion of his mind wanted her to let go before it was too late while another portion wanted to see if he could race her to that finish line. He had to employ all his tricks it seemed as his fingers pressed inside those wet folds as he tugged on her hair a little firmer so that she would feel it. His tongue slipping along her smooth neck then dipping behind her ear.

He then began nibbling on that earlobe hard enough to leave the impression of his teeth though not hard enough to brake through the skin. His thumb swept over her clit roaming one way then the other. The walls press around him, tightening further though how much of that had been her on the edge of bliss and how much was the petrification he could not say as his hips slapping against her ass felt it growing firmer and harder soon the petrifaction would shoot down the other leg and work up her chest.

With a groan he wrenched out of her, his member shooting hot seed against her back, his fingers pulling free before it was too late. He was playing chicken their with the spell it seemed and the spell would not loose of course.

“OH, by the Gods,” he gasped as cum drizzled down on her now petrified ass. After a moment he round her body then coaxed her so that she was kneeling upward now. He could not otherwise maneuver her though now his fingers interlaced with her own growing firm in his grasp so she could not use her fingers thus preventing her from countering the magic now by making the necessary somatic gestures.

Of course he would have to disengage at the last moment least he get stuck like that and find it necessary to remove her fingers to get free. He could have been trapped inside her though but he chose to focus on those areas that could still experience pleasure.

“You know I can do all sorts of mean things to you once you're a statue. Reviving you in the middle of the village square with dozens of Fae about or to the enjoyment of other summoned creatures. You'll just have to wonder ...” He grinned though he had not shown a cruel side or even was Fae for that matter were it may have been viable that he might do something like restoring her in the midst of Fae.

Of course the issue of the other summoned creatures could be likely, she would just have to wait and see if it went that far. Right now he leaned forward smothering her lips with his own before he turned his attention to her well endowed chest. Sucking and licking at the orb as his tongue swirled around it.

In the throes of passion his molten cum splattered across her back, mildly arched given the orgasmic height which rippled throughout her entirety as he painted the smooth skin of the alluring sorceress in a blast of thick seed, the substance glistening faintly in the privacy of their room as Flame groaned out in undiluted passion, barely keeping herself up without his hold on a shock of fiery crimson hair. His intervention occured just in time as some of the pleasant warmth of that cum began to fade in exchange for the tingling sensation which spread through an entire leg already, claiming her hindquarters mere moments after Roc separated from that passage of bliss before pressing on, slowly affecting the other leg and the lower portions of her waist.

It must've been quite a sight, her shapely bottom solidified with clear display of her ample butt and the puffed up nether lips in wonderfully crafted granite, but before she was bound to bend over eternally he'd drawn her into an upright posture, still quivering mildly as the red head recovered from an intense sexual height.

She had been struck by a somewhat puzzled expression when he held onto her hands though the hint of lust upon her flushed features couldn't be missed, fingers intertwined almost romantically until she figured out the cause for that action. Flame knew what could be done about the effect, she could counter it at any time and he prevented her from reacting, but unlike what he might've thought she hadn't attempted to dissuade him from their chosen path, standing her ground against the everlasting urge to free herself of her growing stony prison.

But the notion of being able to do whatever he pleased with the resulting statue piqued her arousal and carried it to new heights, the blush upon her cheeks deepened even further with the mention of displaying her in public or even reviving her to find herself amidst more summoned servants. She was no exhibitionist although he turned her on with the thought of having fallen to his whims completely, bound to do as he wished for she had no remaining control once the final state of petrification had been reached.

"But I'm perpetually this age, they'd remember if they ever saw me again .." All these eyes upon her in case he chose the former, a shudder consisting of equal measures of embarrassment and excitement filling the curvaceous beauty at his hands. "Y-you shouldn't tease me like that."

Deep inside she was torn between letting the fantasy happen or not, but either way he met her lips with his own and caused that thought to be dismissed straight away, forcing her to wait and see which scene she'd find herself surrounded by later.

He came undone from these lush ruby lips before latching onto her breast, the pillowy flesh soft and riddled with blessed warmth as Flame sucked in another deep breath before letting out a soft whimper at that initial touch, offering up more of the ample orb in the process of filling her lungs with some much needed air. Naturally he wouldn't be able to grant her another treat for more than a short while as the effect spread along and despite the fact that she could potentially get off on the stimulus bestowed unto her sensitive chest alone, regrettably they may not have enough time in the long run.

“They'll have no way of knowing though that you are not just a normal, albeit erotic, statue.” He grinned again. “Besides there are few beings with enough skill to remove the enchantment if they suspected of course.”

There was no cruelty behind that smile though and unlike a Fae no deviousness that she detected. Roc was watching the impact that his words had on her though, seeing just what seemed to reach home and while he considered at seeing her reaction. He certainly wasn't the type to make a spectacle out of her in front of a crowd but it did occur to him that an illusion of a crowd might work though sadly he knew only rudimentary ones. Now the Fae were quiet versed in illusions. Even those that were not spell casters tended to know a few minor ones based on their species that were rather innate qualities that they possessed.

“But who says I'm teasing? You'll just have to wait and see.” He devoured her breast, nipped it with soft bites that did not break the skin. Tugged at her nipples and otherwise played with those orbs until he felt them hardening from the spell where he moved his attention to her neck.

She had not tried to pull her hands away in a show of trust though as her fingers began to harden he slipped his hands free and cupped her fingers until only her head remained.

Whether behind the ear as he licked with his tongue or the lips he captured with her own he continued to the very end. She was still conscious, still could hear and though she could see nothing but darkness she heard Roc moving behind her.

“And now for a special surprise,” he then began chanting a summoning spell though it was similar she knew it was stronger, more complex. Next came the removal of this spell as the stone cracked like an egg shell braking away from her until she was kneeling on the bed surrounded by stone shards and the creature was before her. Large, and over seven feet in height the familiar mauve being was there, white pupil less eyes set upon her, a tentacle lifting up to coil loosely around her waist. Aegir!

“Well, I'll let you two get acquaint for a bit,” and Roc moved towards the door, a simple brown robe tossed over him to cover his nakedness.

He had not stopped anything yet as per their earlier arrangement and even added himself into matters in a logical way. His fingers rubbed at her chin, stroking it delicately.

Having fun I see. Whatever will happen next, another tentacle coiled about a breast squeezing it and another danced about the slit of her sex. I have a fair idea.