They grabbed her wrists and ankles and held them firmly. Claire broke the silence, “My God, that was unbelievable.”
“I’m glad you enjoyed it,” Gruthsorik said with sincerity. Xxx I’m just glad you finally came around.” He was right. “You form those clothes from your skin?” she asked. After a while of that, Claire felt something rubbing across her asshole, and knew it was time for the next tentacle. First it sped up, pounding her inner depths hard, as she screamed, “Oh God, fuck me, fuck me baby!” Claire was impressed as Gruthsorik continued to vary his technique, using short and long strokes, both fast and slow. In fact he probably would if she didn’t submit soon. Claire busied herself with the biological data she had gathered on him.
