Arching her back Bell crumbled under his onslaught, “Love it! Evil god, I love it!”
Gasping it was hard to think. Every time he hit her prostate it pulled a strangled gasp from her. Her body taking him so much easier now, her puckered hole stretched around this cock. Tentacle wiggling and over-sensitive, it wound under Wayne’s balls, the firm tip pressing against his tight ring of muscle. It’s slickness letting it slide against him easily.
“Love corrupting you,” she gasped, “My slut!” she challenged him.
His hips stuttered hard as he felt the firm tip of her tentacle caressing his hole and grunted, trying to keep his pace the same as before even while that slick thing tried to wriggle it’s way into his ass.
“Fuck you.” Wayne snarls, lifting a hand and forcing two fingers deep into her mouth, panting harder as his pleasure spiked intensely when Bell’s tentacle actually pressed inside of him.
“Fuckfuckfuckfuck!”
Groaning, Bell sucked greedily on his fingers. The taste of herself lingered on them and only heightened her need. Finding purchase, she wiggled her tentacle deeper inside of him. So tight, just like her Wyn. From this angle she couldn’t get very deep, but it was a position she was used to, in fact, it was a favorite of hers. To fuck and be fucked at the same time. Rolling her tongue around Wayne’s fingers, her tentacle twisted inside of him.
RP backup 