Ride with a Busty Blonde in Sky-High Heels

When they reach me, they are gentle and surprisingly warm as they run along my thin legs and torso. XXX The God picks up on my desire and soon a tentacle slides between my legs, rubbing along my slit. He stands on two legs like a man, but twice as tall. I have been told it is a desirable way to go. By now my moan is more of a yell of pleasure as I feel my insides stretching to accommodate to two large tentacles now inside me and I buck my hips, wildly urging them to move, to push deeper within me. It has increased my skin’s natural elasticity so that all I feel at the intense stretching is mind-numbing pleasure. I feel the tentacle push against my virgin opening and a fresh wave of doubt surges through me, quickly replaced by reassurance.