Squeak_o_skope7
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All she would see in her mind was those tendrils, her naked flesh, and the noises. Her pleasure. Her endless pleasure. The tentacles spilling their fluids in her. On her.
She moans, curling up in a ball, trying to figure out if what had happened was amazing or horrible. She holds her head as the memories play, whirling around her head in a lustful whirlwind.