causeway25oclock
Supernova
- Joined
- Feb 6, 2015
Tears rolled down Castiana's cheeks, but that was the least of her problems. She could feel the familiar pressure in her nethers of a building orgasm, drawing ever more near with each rhythmic pound into her. Her gagged moans got closer together, and more and more high-pitched. All too quickly, her legs spasmed in their tight holds, and she let out a wailing moan, as femme jizz squirted from around the tentacle that was spearing her.
One of the smaller tendrils in Iliana's throne reached up and stroked her cheek affectionately. Then they wrapped around her arms and legs, holding her upright in her regal, dignified position. The tentacle in her anus started sliding in and out rapidly, going from not even being inside her, just pressed up against her pucker, to filling her rectum and back in one second each cycle.
One of the smaller tendrils in Iliana's throne reached up and stroked her cheek affectionately. Then they wrapped around her arms and legs, holding her upright in her regal, dignified position. The tentacle in her anus started sliding in and out rapidly, going from not even being inside her, just pressed up against her pucker, to filling her rectum and back in one second each cycle.